Herself: Managed to make it to all my swimming plus even the poetry group where it’s very good to see everyone, but I cannot hear a thing. Over committed us to dinner out every night this weekend. Tonight dinner with G’daughter Beth and family.
But what have I been reading? As the skies darken and the rain begins to fall, I reach for the macaroni and cheese. Oh, I should feel guilt but don’t over the comfort volumes of Jan Karon. There’s been a continual parade of mysteries….many of which have gone right back to the Thrift Store. The darker the skies get, the more those familiar authors I reach for like Dorothy Gilman….Grand Master at the 2010 Edgar’s. I reread Craig…who died last year and whose craftsmanship I will truly miss. Few Sci-fi. In the past I would have started there.
This cold winter, I just want to be warmed. Bios usually warm me but this week, Liz Smith didn’t catch my attention with her lists of the famous and boring. I have lists too….and mine aren’t boring. Today I found Kitty Kelley’s unauthorized bio of Nancy Reagan on the shelves. Instead of bringing it home and getting angry, I put it on display for all the Republican Women in the neighborhood to enjoy.
Maybe my mind is going, and all I can read these days is the whipped cream, macaroni and cheese and chocolate chip cookies of the book world. Comforting thought though, isn’t it.