Well, now that I typed that Sir Mix-A-Lot’s more famous phrase is running through my head 🙂
But it’s true. I LIKE big fat books. I read them on Kindle now but it’s not unusual for me to read books that are 600 or 700 or 1000 pages each. And by the way, I got the “slogan” from a picture of a button from the Goodwill Librarian.
It’s funny how I don’t mind these tomes but in my book club, the minute you say that a book you read was great, someone wants to know how long it was. When you tell them “oh, about 670 pages,” the response is along the lines of “I don’t want to read that”. So many of the people in my book club are retired and you’d think at least they’d have more time to read a book like that but nope, they have no interest.
Of course, studies are showing that people don’t read at all. According to the Pew Research Center “[O]verall, 76% of adults read a book in some format over the previous 12 months. The typical American adult read or listened to 5 books in the past year, and the average for all adults was 12 books. Neither the mean nor median number of books read has changed significantly over the past few years.” This means though that approximately 1 in every 4 Americans hasn’t read a book in the last year and that is, to me, such a shame.
Books are my friends. They take me places and open my mind up to new thoughts and ideas.
Those non-readers are missing out on some spectacular reading in my view.
Me? As soon as I get home I’m going back to Donna Tartt’s The Goldfinch. 775 pages and worth every single word.
Here’s what’s been blowing through my mind lately.
It’s too damn cold out. I may be a January baby but 5 degrees Fahrenheit with wind chill below zero? That’s just nuts. Why can’t it just be 65 degrees all year long. And sunny.
Why do recipes always call for bringing cold water to a boil?I know that in some circumstances, like boiling eggs, yeah, you need to start with cold water as there’s some chemical reason or risotto which benefits from adding hot liquid while in the process of cooking, but why do I have to start a pot of cold water to make tea? Or a pot of cold water to make pasta?It seems to me that in the old days, you had to start with cold water because there really was little other choice. You ALWAYS had to start a pot of water from cold. Now that I have incredibly hot tap water, I’ve really given this some thought, especially since I can actually steep a tea bag using the tap water and get a decent cuppa. Or when I used hot tap water to start a rice dish and cut the cooking time by at least 5 minutes. Do we really have to start with cold water?
Has anyone else that watches The Blacklist wondered about the relationship between Lizzie and her husband and how incredibly odd it is? Why are they still adopting a baby? These two people are doomed. Ryan Eggert (the actor) is damned cute but his character is, well, I think that he’s going to turn out to be a real creep. Can’t wait.
I was just given 1 year of Showtime for free and can’t find anything I want to watch on it. How disappointing.
How do you determine whether someone is a good friend or an acquaintance? What are the most defining characteristics of a good friend? I’ve been grappling with this. At BNI we were given a sheet asking about what makes a deep referral and some of the talking points are 1) you know the names of their family members and have met them personally 2) you have regular appointments scheduled, both business and personal 3) they are “top of mind” regularly 4) you can call them at 9 o’clock at night if you really needed something (among other points). I have some friends that frankly, I can’t do this with. Some of them don’t even look at their phones let alone answer them for a day or more. If you can’t rely on someone, is that a good friend or merely an acquaintance? What do you think?
Wine/beer/alcohol or a good chocolate chip cookie?
Where do I want to take a vacay?
So yesterday was my first opt-out Sunday and I have to say that it went pretty well. I can’t say it wasn’t difficult sometimes, because it was. However, the amount of things I accomplished and the rest I received was well-worth the bit of anxiety over not checking the phone every 5 seconds. What I did: except for hopping on FB briefly to wish a few people happy birthday, I stayed off FB all day (I glimpsed at it before bed — really a no-no, I’ll work on that next week); I didn’t play any online games, I didn’t text anyone and the only message I responded to was one from someone telling me of another person’s passing. I did use my phone to Google a few things and to read a few articles. I didn’t really even deal with email except for my Kindle daily deal email (where I scored a book I’d been wanting to read for over a year for $1.99!). What I did do: Cooked a fabulous pork loin roast, finally read a magazine that was from DECEMBER, had a few good phone conversations with my parents, had a visit from my friends Juliette and Athena, talked with a few friends on the phone, read my book (The Goldfinch, highly recommended), caught up with some TV, straightened the house a bit. In general, I was so much less stressed. And guess what? The world did not end!! I will definitely do this again.