Pet in a Pillowcase

I just laid on the couch to cuddle with Xavier, who isn’t felling well, then I felt something move underneath me. I ignored it at first, because I thought it just might be the air moving in the pillow. (I’m not crazy, my in-laws a pillow that has air instead of stuffing in it.)

After the second time, I remembered that the cat was sleeping in the pillowcase earlier in the day. I jumped up afraid that I might have hurt her. I peeked in and sure enough Gwenevere was still laying completely enclosed in the pillow, and glared at me for forgetting it.

She has now decided it wasn’t the best hiding place after all.

Xavier loves the cats and now chases them around the house saying ‘Gwenevere’ and ‘Abbey’. Obviously, he can’t pronounce them, but it is very close. Tilde still couldn’t care less about the cats.

Christmas and Processed Food Diets

My dad and Johnny came over to do Christmas with us today.

They made Xavier a tie dinosaur blanket and he loved it. He also got a Thomas the train engine cellphone (from my aunt and uncle), which he and Tilde are fighting over. They both like a lot of the same things, which is both good and bad. Good, because they will both play with each other’s toys, therefore have more to choose from to play with. Bad, because they both play with each other’s toys, and don’t want to share them with each other.

We got a dehydrator. Yay! I had talked about wanting one before, but I recently decided to make the kids diet more restricted than I had before. It is the same principle as before. I want them to eat fruits, vegetables, and fresh meat. But when I put Tilde on a now dairy or gluten diet, everyone found alternatives to them. So they still were constantly eating processed food. It’s easy to take crackers or bread, and make sandwiches, or give them muffins and cereal all day. The whole point of the diet to begin with was that I didn’t want to do that.

Then there was the sugar. Before Tilde was even born, I said no sugar. Well, turns out sugar is in everything that is processed. The holidays made everything worse. Everyone is eating things Tilde can’t have, so I’m making her alternatives. In the end, it is so far away from my goal of her eat healthy. She is still eating tons of sugar in alternative cookies and crackers, and cereal. Yes everything she is eating is healthier than what everyone else is eating. But it still isn’t healthy!

So here is to trying to force the diet all the time, and not just when we have time this year.

I also got the first, fifth and seventh Harry Potter book British versions with the adult covers. I really wanted these books. I have the American children’s versions, but as Margaret said ‘Those are bookshelf worthy.’ Yes, they are. (And everyone knows how much I love my bookshelves.) That is one of the reasons I wanted them. I also wanted to read the British version to see the differences (however minimal), between them. Also, this way when the kids get their own bookshelf, I will give them my America versions for their room (and my versions will be safe).

Worlds Collide by Alison Strobel

The first book that I received to review from WaterBrook Press is Worlds Collide by Alison Strobel.

I told you to fear not. The book hasn’t even started and I have a disappointment to share. The Prologue. Oh, the pointless prologue. It is well written. That isn’t the problem. It’s pointlessness that adds absolutely nothing to the plot is the problem. It says nothing that she couldn’t have simply added to the first or second chapter, or not at all. I’m more in favor of the not at all. It is the backstory of why she is doing what she is doing for a living, and why she chose the assignment with the main characters in the book.

The prologue is also telling instead of showing all of this, and then her first chapter starts the same. Because of the prologue, you assume that the long expository story about how her life is was in the same point of view. It’s not. So suddenly, (this has more to do with book formatting than the author) you have a switch of point of view when the story is interrupted by the actual main character.

With Grace, we hear without seeing, all about her relationship with her boyfriend “at the time”, so right away we know they don’t last and she lists the reasons why it won’t last. Even the active scenes she is just waiting for this horrible relationship that she doesn’t want to be in to end. Then at the end of the day it ends and she cries, because she loves him? No. If you don’t want to in the relationship and don’t even care that for days he hasn’t come home at night, then you aren’t going to care when he leaves either.

We do not need to know every time the woman touches the alarm clock. 

This book is about a woman who listens to famous people’s stories, cuts out what doesn’t need to be in them, and retells them in interesting ways. So please tell me why we are hearing them in the original form from the famous people who don’t know how to tell stories? Plus, when someone sits down to tell you a story about their life, I’ve never heard them mention their alarm clock, or how hungry they were at the time. So be consistent. If we are hearing the stories the way she would hear them, then write them the way people actually tell stories. If you want to show them, (and since she does have a few active scene I think that is what she was attempting) then show the whole story not just random parts.

I finally had some feeling at the of chapter two and a pang here and there during chapter three. All you have to do is say HIV and that happens. She could have had so much more feeling in those two chapters if she would have shown it all instead of stating it like a grocery list. This happened and then we ate and then happened and I felt like this, then this happened. It is so boring. Very emotional things are happening and she found a way to make it boring. His break up with his ex-girlfriend had good emotion in it, but since she didn’t show the emotions up until that point it was muted (or watered down).  Then again, he still wasn’t sure if he loved her, so that might have been what she was going for.

I stopped at chapter six. I tried, but I could not force myself through it. If I wasn’t reviewing this for the publisher, I would have stopped at the first chapter.

Here  is the review I posted on amazon and the publisher website. It says some of the same things, obviously, but in a ‘nicer’ manner.


															

Blogging for Books

I recently read in a review that someone received the book to review from a website called booksneeze.com. Review and get free books. What a novel idea! When I signed up, I didn’t think about that they probably want your blog to have followers and I chose a blog I started not long ago and only have two posts on. Yeah, I’m a genius I now. So, I was, of course, rejected.

There has to be more publishers that do this, so I looked it up and today I signed up with Blogging for Books. They asked how many guests my blog received monthly. So, I checked. When I blog, I get over a hundred that day. It can go as low and six, but it hasn’t been that low since last September. That was news to me, since I have all of five comments on this whole blog. (And I’m not comment/traffic whore, so I don’t look at the numbers often.)

Point of this blog? Well, I only blog with something inspires me. And if I get books to read, I’ll have something to blog about it. So, I have a new category that is going to pop up here for my book reviews. (No worries though, authors have the ability more than anyone else to disappoint me. Therefore, it’ll still fit the theme I’ve started here.)

Shifting the Blame

Blame

I was  inspired by this blog.

There are debates everywhere about the failing academics in America and what we should do about it. The teachers talk about how its the parents and parents need to be involved. And the parents talk about how the teachers aren’t doing their jobs. Then there is explanation on how the government makes the teachers jobs impossible and how their standardization and regulation is the problem.

Obviously, anyone that has very supportive parents, that spend four hours a night helping them with homework, is going to do well with school.  Teachers aren’t paid as well as they should be and are forced to abide by crazy standards that make their jobs impossible. And the government is faced with teaching almost their entire population and is having money trouble, so are at a loss as how to fix it. They come up with ideas that continuously fail, and look where to shift the blame while they try to fix it.

Our society has changed a lot since public schools were first formed, but one thing that was consistent, until now, was that the parents were never involved. I find it odd that there is so much blame put on home life and the parents, when never in our history were they ever involved in the child’s education process before. So why is it so important for them to be now? How could people that aren’t involved in something be the reason the system is failing? (more…)

I’m Not Going to Lie, I’m Bisexual!

I have a theory that most people are bisexual and simply lie about it. I find proof of it all of the time. (more…)

Food

I talk about food a lot. Tilde has two new things that she likes to eat. Broccoli and seeded red grapes. I don’t know why she picked these out of everything I’ve offered her. I certainly don’t know why she likes seeded red grapes, but not seedless red grapes. I don’t really care to question it though. She eats it and that makes me happy.

Racist?

As you might already know. I find these OkCupid trends very interesting. There is a new one and it is once again comparing race and dating. It is the comments on the studies that irritate me. They complain ‘They should have taken’ this or that ‘into account.’ Um. They did!

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Family Game Night

One of the things TJ and I agreed on was that we wanted to have a family game night with our children. There are a lot of things we have planned for in the future to do, once are kids are old enough. Right now they are both way too young to play games. Next year, Tilde will be the age that we should be able to start getting children games, but we have to see how she comes along with talking.

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Breakfast

I have this thing about a bowl of cereal. Once I put milk in it you can’t talk to me, or at least don’t expect me to reply. I will not stop eating other than to breathe until the bowl is completely empty of all cereal. This annoys my husband, because he doesn’t think that the cereal gets soggy that fast, and stopping for a second really isn’t going to matter that much. (more…)

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