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Stuff That Puts Me in A Good Mood

So, I was pretty upset about the whole gazebo debacle, etc – but yesterday I had a very unexpected surprise when my Dad delivered a brand new gazebo to my back yard – and wouldn’t take no for an answer. I tried to convince him to take it back to the store – that it was too much, etc – but he wouldn’t listen, and at one point said, “Would you just let me do this for you?!!?” Well, that was it – what could I say? Being a parent now myself, I understand where he’s coming from…I would do anything to make Aishtyn happy – and bringing her joy brings me double the joy – so, I shut my mouth and gave him a big hug. I plan to make sure he enjoys Father’s Day relaxing in the new gazebo, playing with his granddaughter. Thanks Papa Bear.
Anywayz – with the new gazebo and some kick-ass workout time yesterday, the world is a better place – and now I want to tell you about some other stuff that just makes me happy.

THIS VIDEO – yeah, it’s Kelly Clarkson, but the song rocks, and the video cracks me up every time.

Monday Margaritas at Tacos El Norte.

Finding a dress that looks great on me and is CHEAP.

Manicures and Pedicures.

When my daughter does something silly, weird, brilliant, new (so basically, anything that doesn’t involve whining, though even that can make me laugh sometimes).

A look from my husband that lets me know he thinks I’m sexy.

A nap in the afternoon.

A really well-brewed cup of iced coffee.

There are lots more harbingers of happiness, of course – but it’s good to know that next time I have an “I Hate Me” moment, I can get an Iced Coffee at Starbuck’s and go for a pedicure.

Why I Feel Like 1 of the 3 Little Pigs

Reason #1: Well, apparently the gazebo I was looking forward to enjoying all summer long is the house of sticks. Last Thursday night, the big bad wolf (aka – 80 mph winds) blew through, and by 2am his huffing and puffing left my gazebo in a broken pile on the ground.
Reason #2: I’m a porker. Give me a curly tail already for chrissakes – seriously. I have been trying so hard to get down to, at least, my pre-pregnancy weight, and instead – I have gained another 15 lbs since last year…it’s enough to make me want to bust my own porkchops. I don’t even eat porkchops, or ham, or sausage!

So – I’m kind of enjoying wallowing in an “I really hate me” moment…but now that I’ve blogged about it, I can kick myself in my piggy backside and do something about it. See ya – I’ve got to go workout some more; then see if a blowtorch can do something to my gazebo…other than set it on fire.

A 2 Bookclub Week

Yep, it’s not a blue moon, or even a full one -but the stars have aligned so that both books clubs I belong to chose to meet this week. Which meant while I took a leisurely 10 days to read one, I crammed the other in over the weekend! These two books are nothing alike, but since I’m reading and dicussing them in tandem, I can’t help but compare apples to oranges, as it were.
First up – as discussed in last night’s meeting: Digging to America by Anne Tyler. I gave it a C/C-…and my reasons are basically the same as one Amazon reviewer, so I’ll include their words here:I finished this book because I was urged to by people who had read and loved it, but the reason why is still beyond me. Nothing much happens in this book except a series of suburban dinner parties. Since there is no plot, some strength of characterization should have been necessary, but none of the characters are engaging and we don’t get to know them very well. There are some sentences and scenes which are good and amusing descriptions of people’s thoughts and conversations, but that’s not enough to carry a book which was conceived without much in the way of content.

This reviewer pretty much covered all my opinions on the book. I’d only add that I was disappointed by the direction the author takes the book: you start out expecting to read a story of 2 families adopting children from Korea and learning about all that goes into that – but this is just glossed over while the focus falls on the grandmother of one of the adopted children: a critical, cold widow who, an immigrant herself, is afraid of becoming too American.

Another side irritant is that I couldn’t help but wonder why Tyler chose to make Maryam (the foreign grandma) and her family Iranian. Any ethnicity would have served her purpose – I felt that Tyler’s choice was an author’s cop-out – an easy way to borrow some drama and conflict thanks to Sept 11. It was a cheap shot, imo, and not used very well besides. Unlike The Namesake – where I felt truly immersed in the Bengali culture – the description of Iranian culture here felt torn from a cookbook.

As for the other book: Prodigal Summer by Barbara Kingsolver, the meeting is Wed night – and I’m hoping for the rain to finally go away, so we can enjoy a nice evening outside – the perfect surroundings for this story. (As for Digging we met at a Korean restaurant, which turned out to earn the same grade as the book: C-. Maybe it’s just me, but Korean food just tasted oilier and saltier than Japanese – I had the salmon, which I always love, and managed to be “underwhelmed.”)

I enjoyed this book – I give it a solid B, a B+ even. Unlike Tyler’s book, Kingsolver does an excellent job developing her characters, both major and minor. The conflicts are subtle, the plot woven gently – so the characters take center stage. There is a great deal of fascinating info about nature, insects, birds, and farms – yet it never feels didactic or overwhelming. One of my favorite parts was her description of scent, and the way we respond to it.

The only time I did get a “preachy” vibe from the novel was in reference to pesticides and organic produce – here, I felt the author was using her characters as a soapbox she could stand on.

I read this book the last week of May/first of June – a perfect time to do so: I was often reading outside, and listening to the wind in the trees, smelling the new bloom of peonies, and surrounded by clover. Even all the bugs heightened my enjoyment of the read. Perhaps the only time I will EVER say bugs heightened my enjoyment of ANYTHING.

So, did the Empire Fall…or Strike Back?

A few months ago I blogged about a book I was reading for one of my book clubs: Empire Falls. Didn’t hate it, didn’t love it – whatever – but a random thought occurrred to me yesterday as I watched a Star Wars special on The History Channel. It was an interesting special – and fun because it covered so many details I discussed as an English Lit teacher in high school (ah, feels like something I did in another life). In fact, many of the points made in the feature could have been taken directly out of my lecture notes on archetypes and the hero’s journey – hey, why didn’t they interview me for this show?!? Who’s this Peter Jackson guy anyway (psst- by the way – did you see him? Holy Cow that man has lost some weight, at least 2 or 3 hobbit’s worth! Way to go, P.J.!) Two of my favorite observations from this special are: 1 – Jabba the Hutt is like a dragon from middle age folklore, with a lair, chained damsels, and hoarded gold to boot. 2: there are NO women in the Empire (hmmm…now that I think about it, there were no women on the Death Star, and I never saw a Stormtrooper with boobs.)

Ok, ok, back to my rather banal observation: oddly enough, it doesn’t have anything to do with Star Wars directly – I just happened to be musing over the hero/villain concept and all that. For some reason the character of Mrs. Whiting came to mind – and I thought about how she rules the town of Empire Falls and controls its citizens. She is, in fact – very much like Lionel Luthor of Smallville/Superman fame. Too bad I couldn’t have drawn this parallel before the book club meeting – it might have made for a more lively discussion. Can you think of other books with a family like the Luthors? Big money ruling small town and all its denizens?

Calling all nerds!

To the annual nerd convention video game geek convention Midwest Gaming Classic! As I mentioned recently, the husband is a fan of computers, video games, and all things operated by a joystick…well…most things.

So we take a mini vacation to Wisconsin where hubby can indulge in an arcade wonderland – and I can relax in the hotel spa.  Smart move to host this thing at a hotel with a spa and pool! Those video game guys may be nerds – but they understand that a nerd’s wife needs to be kept happy too.

They just posted some video clips from last year’s dorkfest  event: and if you check out the first clip, you can see hubby and daughter enjoying some video game bonding time. To preserve your sanity, you can speed thru the nerdage to 1:00 – where they’re at. Or maybe you like that horrid music and all the nerd footage – maybe you do.

It Costs Nothing to Pay It Forward –

– and the rewards are so great! I’m talking about the commerce of compliments. Real ones – not made for personal gain or out of guilt or obligation. Giving someone an honest heartfelt compliment is a wonderful gift…for that person, and for each person they encounter after that, and the people those people encounter. So, in a way – there is some personal gain to be had by complimenting someone in such a manner: the glow of satisfaction in knowing you have made at least one person’s day better…and possibly many, many more.
This whole thought came to me because today I was shopping with my daughter at “The Circle Store” (also known as Target). A woman came up to me and told me she loved my outfit – that I looked really beautiful and could be a model. She said it so sincerely, it was just so sweet of her, and it really made me feel beautiful too! I’ll probably never see that woman again – but she gave my confidence a much needed boost and put me in a better mood. Thanks lady in Target!

So go ahead – tell a stranger they have beautiful eyes, great taste in shoes…whatever! Sure, they might think you are a crazy weirdo, but they’ll still appreciate it!

Yeah! I’m cool!

At least my daughter thinks so. I was so incredibly flattered when, the other day, she came home from shopping with my husband – excited to show me what she bought: a ruffled prairie skirt very similar to the ones I favor in warmer months. “I’m going to dress like you, Mama” she told me, and my heart swelled with love and tenderness at the thought that this sweet, beautiful little girl I am blessed to call daughter wishes to be like her mama.

Do I dare use Nair?

I have always thought of myself as smarter than the average bear  human…but I never claimed ownership to a healthy serving of common sense. I have a habit of acting before I think, looking before I leap, if you will.

Such was the case yesterday, when I was in a hurry to shower and change so the fam could go out for dinner. My husband is rather particular about my legs – God bless the man for thinking they are sexy – but if they are even slightly stubbly, he runs screaming. If I could afford it I’d get laser treatment in a heartbeat – but anyways – I decided to try some Nair cream – hoping it would help speed things along…I was in a hurry and really didn’t rinse my hands too well before moving on to washing my hair…when suddenly it dawned on me, I may be washing my hair with a HAIR REMOVAL PRODUCT!!! I quickly rinsed my head, scoured my hands, and began pulling on strands to test for damage. Images flashed through my mind – I could see myself emerging from the shower…bald, my hair in wads on the tub floor.

Thankfully, the crisis was averted – it’s a good thing that stuff doesn’t work all that well in the first place, I had to do a quick shave after the Nair – but I admit, my legs were silkier than usual. Luckily, my scalp was not.

I’m joining the ranks –

Of Harry Potter fans who have made the jump and posted predictions about what will happen in Book 7. I can honestly say these are my own thoughts, which I did not beg, borrow or steal from another site. To be honest, other thank J.K.R.’s own site, I have never been to a Harry Potter site!

I did however, just finish reading the book of predictions published by mugglenet.com, which is apparently THE Harry Potter fan site. Can you believe I borrowed this from my MIL? Or, more accurately, hubby borrowed it, and after that, I just had to read it too.

It was a fun little book – I was quite impressed by the main author/webmaster of mugglenet – who started the 20 million hit/month website when he was 12! The kid was homeschooled, which is quite encouraging for my plans to homeschool my own kids – til middle school at least. Anyways, aside from sounding like a 5-paragraph structured high school research paper, the chapter breakdowns, musings, and, of course – predictions were interesting. Most of the arguments and debates my husband and I have had over the books were included. I have never read a HP book, exactly – I’m holding out to buy my first books for when it comes out in a COMPLETE box set. But I have listened to all 6 books on audio, a really awesome way to spend long drives, or painting your house, or working out – reader Jim Dale is INCREDIBLE!!! If you are an HP fan, and have not listened to the audio versions yet, I highly recommend giving them a try. Listening to the books together with the husband would spark lots of discussion, and it was neat to see someone else offer thoughts on these same topics.

With that being said, I still came away with a few thoughts and ideas that were not specifically mentioned in the book – which leads me to the actual topic of this post MY OWN HARRY POTTER PREDICTIONS FOR BOOK 7 (bum-bum-bum…….):

My main one deals with the debate raging over whether or not HP is, himself, a horcrux. I say he is…but here is the catch – Harry himself is not a horcrux, but his scar is. I think that it is the scar itself that holds a piece of big bad V’s soul, and by destroying that horcrux, Harry will lose the scar that has marked him as “the boy who lived” and finally, he will be able to live his own life, free from the mark of Voldemort (both literally and figuratively).

Another prediction I have actually came to me while I was reading the mugglenet prediction book: in it they ponder how Dumbledore came to be in possession of James Potter’s invisibility cloak, and why Dumbledore had that strange look of triumph in his eyes when Harry tells him how Voldemort regenerated himself with Harry’s blood to circumvent the magic of Lily’s love. I think Dumbledore was there the night Lily & James died: he either arrived on the scene in the invisibility cloak as Voldemort was killing Lily, or he came soon after – searching the remains of the house for clues (and perhaps finding the cloak). That’s where he was while McGonnagall was watching the Dursley house as cat sentinel, and where he was coming from when he arrived that evening. This will be important because – A: if he was there at the time Lily was killed – he either played a role in stopping V from killing Harry, or saw something that leads him to think Voldemort’s regeneration won’t be the success he thinks. or B: if he went to the house to search for clues afterwards – perhaps he found evidence that led him to the same conclusion – by regenerating using Harry’s blood, Voldemort has somehow made a fatal error. Either way, I believe Dumbledore made an appearance at Godric’s Hollow that fateful night, and it will play a role in book 7.

As for some of the biggies: will Harry die (I say no) is Snape a “good” guy (I say no, hubby says yes – and he’s probably right), and is Dumbledore truly dead (again, I say no, and hubby says yes, and he’s probably also right about that.)

Until July – when we can gorge ourselves on Harry Potter mania!