Last night was my turn to host and it was Book Club #18! EIGHT-TEEN.
That, my friends, is dedication.
We decided to make a list of books and their selectors.
I highly suggest joining (or starting!) a book club. (I was anti-bookclub from the start and have since been 100% fully CONVERTED.)
Posted by katandkarl at 9:44 AM
I have (as of this moment) declared this winter the Winter of Reading. I need suggestions. STAT.
I am currently reading some Stephen King (Lisey's Story). I haven't read a good Stephen King novel since I was, oh, 12? 13? (My parents were very generous with their library!)
Next week is my book club selection - Room by an Irish author, Emma Donoghue - I HIGHLY recommend. (In fair warning, it is about sex slavery.)
ANYWAY, YOU THERE (tall girl. beverly.) I need your reading list. Share?
Lawd, I have scarred my child from snowpeople for life!
His little imagination has been working OVERTIME lately and he often pretends that his fingers are characters from Toy Story (Jesse, Bullseye, Woody and occasionally Buzz Lightyear to be specific) and that we need to nibble them. ('Eat Buzz Whightyear Mommy?' he asks.) (And I totally do.)
This afternoon he stopped playing suddenly and said "Mommy, catch the hamburger from the sky!" and then proceeded to pretend to catch and eat it, complete with mustard and onions (or so he claimed).
I would LOVE to be inside that little head for just FIVE MINUTES!
I have a grand post in the works... perhaps tomorrow? Karl started his volunteer basketball coaching gig (5th year!) and the hours he spends at the gym seem MUCH longer now that Nate is older and asks "Where Daddy?" every 30 seconds.
I leave you with this rare family pic (I guess we like orange, eh?) (Also, I swear I had gloves on and a coat at some point) (Also how cool do the TREES look in the backyard?):
Posted by katandkarl at 7:25 PM
Like any good Southerners, we donned our shoddy snow gear and headed out! It must be noted that Nate wore boots (for the first time ever), gloves (for the first time this winter) AND a hat (for the first time since infancy) with little complaint. I think he was so flabbergasted by the snow and our excitement that he was willing to do whatever to get close to it.
Though the hat did take some convincing...
Hooray! All the neighborhood kiddos were out by no later than 8:30 in the AM, in our yard and banging on our door. They know that Karl and I are secretly children as well and will play with them. Sleeping in on REAL snow days is for the birds! Let the snowball wars BEGIN:
And the sledding:
None of the kids were into the idea of a snowman until his body started to gain some heftiness. Then the ALL wanted IN.
And the snowman-making (most of the neighbor kids; missing two or three):
AND BREAK for Hot Chocolate:
And thus concludes my SNOW DAY post that may seem perfectly normal to the rest of the country but was NOT NORMAL for us and, therefore, special.
Ok, snow, you can go now.
I'm working media services this weekend at an event called the Auto Extr@vag@nza.
For the past two hours, I've been dealing with THIS:
My ears, they are a bleeding. So Loud.
And I would be remiss if I did not show you this, The Gold Digger. It has real bars of gold in both the engine and the steering column.
And yes, we have been singing Kanye West all weekend. NOW YOU CAN TOO.
ONWARD SOLDIER! GO WEST YOUNG (WO)MAN! MOVE ALONG...NOTHING TO SEE HERE!
So, instead, I'm going to look on forward. (I hope you got that from all the CAPSLOCK.)
These are not resolutions PER SE but...
Welcome 2011. I'm happy to see you!