Batting
Today’s soundtrack is Neil Young.
Doodling
Gestation of my winter project. And a bunch of crappy doodles I impulsively drew all over the place.
Shameless Me Division
A coworker gave me an award. It was only worth about $20. But it came on a really bad day and I’m going to paste the words so I can save them.
“Tytania, when I think about you, I feel like a drop in the ocean of knowledge you have around our application. I am so thankful to you for always being there to answer our questions, however dumb they may be, without loosing [sic] your cool.”
And I’m All Stomach
Mama Happy
When your sleep is right, and your estrogen’s right… ain’t nothin’s bad.
Pre-Fair
Ramona & Beatrice during setup Friday night. The poor things seemed really stressed this year. I remember them doing much better last year. I think we had a lot of apples for them last year.
Book Corner 2023.50
by Ashley Audrain
Why did I pick this up? I’m drawn to Bad Mother books. And this book has got a doozy!
Whitney, the Bad Mother, is something of a Disney villainess. There are a couple of mysteries at the heart of the book: How did her son fall from a third-story window? And who is secretly screwing whom?
Much of the reading time, however, was taken up with concerns that don’t interest me. Is my husband having an affair? Horrors. Waah I can’t have a baby. I’m nonplussed. Give me more Bad Mother plot!
Let the Color Changing Begin
On my lunch break I bike to this road and back.
When I bike up the road a few hundred yards and turn around, I almost always sigh at the lovely sight before me, whatever time of year. I envy the people whose house abuts this view (although the marsh probably breeds mosquitoes and flooding). Today there were two cars of people stopping to take pictures. I read that we are about a week behind peak foliage, and I believe it – normally the world is on fire when I go to Tunbridge, and instead it’s just starting to spark.
Book Corner 2023.49
by Martin Walker
I guess it was a good mystery. I didn’t see the twist coming. But then I don’t see anything coming in books because I don’t try very hard. The problem is that I hate mysteries, because they are SUCH BAD NOVELS. I’m not sure how people who like the puzzle aspect of mysteries can stand all the cheesiness and awful writing and paper-thin characterization that always goes along with it. Ugh. I cracked up when the love interest turned out to be a martial arts expert, saving our hero’s neck in the middle of a riot with some karate chops! And I know the author is trying to whet our appetites with all the food descriptions, but they were over the top. Enough pate to choke a goose. A picnic where he (perfectly) cooks two fish which of course were caught just hours before – and strawberries – what the hell time of year is it anyway? Please, please, book club, no more mysteries.
Tytania 