So Freaking Fantastic

I had to stop reading What The Hell Did I just Read?   Instead I’ve got to write about it. Dayum! Get it out of my system.

Everyone knows that I love commonplace books. I have had them my entire reading life.  They started with words I didn’t know and the definitions to build my vocabulary and have expanded into pearls of wisdom and nuggets of gold!!!  This book aaaahhhhh.  I need to buy it and highlight entire pages.  I can’t write it fast enough.

B: Are you reading or writing?

Me: Both and why do you always ask me that?

B: Why do you answer my question with a question?

Me: You are missing out. You’ve got to read this book!!

B: Maybe I should?

Me: Hells yeah, we’ll have our own book club. 

I am going to find ways to work some of this into conversation. Deep man, very deep yet entertaining.  I have an immense school girl crush on the author if you’ve not noticed.  Hubba, hubba what an exquisite mind!!

Here is some of the good stuff:

But then one by one, the smart kids, the ambitious kids, the kids with rich parents – they ascended us.

Society doesn’t need me – I’m that extra screw you have left over you’ve put together an Ikea desk.

We have a roof over our heads, she says, we have food, we have electricity, we have each other.  By medieval standards, she points out, we’d have been considered rich.  Don’t beat yourself up over an ideal dreamed up by a bunch of marketing jerks on the coasts …

As always more to come.

Quick Question

Line from the book I’m currently reading:

The only thing past experience has taught us is not to rely on past experience.

Do you believe this is true?

Ok may not be so quick a question. Begging for comments. Ain’t to proud to beg. Happy Friday.

Christmas Poll

Angel or Star as your tree topper and why?

I’ll start … no idea why but it’s an angel!

We’d have to dig up my parents from their graves to ask why.  Oh how morbid J-Dub!!  Shame on you for ruining an otherwise delightful poll.  This post is supposed to be sweet and sentimental.

And it is sweet and sentimental!  Why an angel? I simply followed suit, no questions asked. My mother gave the above angel to Billy Bob and me in 1984.  Such a sweet expression on her face.  Calming and protective.  And we’ve used her every year since.  Even during the cranky years of wah-wah feel sorry for yourself and get over it already.  I am fairly certain we use the angel because an angel appeared to Mary.  The Star of Bethlehem may have shown the way but Gabriel came first.

Really begging for comments here people.  Let me know your preference if you have one.  The shortest poll you ever took.

As always, more to come.