Blog Challenge Day 5: Bullet My Day

So today was a typical lazy Saturday for my daughter and I, but here is what it consisted of…

-We woke up
-Ate breakfast while watching cartoons
-Played
-Met a friend for lunch
-Came home from lunch and played some more
-Cleaned bathrooms
-Ran down to the grocery store for some random stuff
-Baked gingerbread bear cookies
-Ate dinner
-Skyped with my best friend and her sons
-Put my kid to bed
-Baked some other Christmas cookies
-Watched TV
-Wrote this blog post
-Went to bed

Aren't you glad you logged on to read this riveting account of my day?!

Blog Challenge Day 4: Things I Want To Say To An Ex

*I accidentally skipped #4 so I will do that one tomorrow….whoopsie*

This one is going to be short…

I honestly don't have anything that I want to say to any of my exes.  I just don't really give a shit about them.  I don't harbor hurt feelings, I don't spend hours reliving past wrongs, and I certainly don't want to win any of them back.  I don't feel the need to air my grievances with any of them because I'm done with those chapters of my life and don't want to revisit them, ever.

I don't live in the past, much to the surprise of most people.  I process my emotions, then move on…98% of the time.  I can't live the life I want or have happiness if I'm constantly stuck, mentally or emotionally, in the past.  It's not going to change anything, replaying prior moments or arguments.  We can't alter it no matter how much we wish, or pray, or hope, or complain.  What's done is done.

Having a conversation with any of my exes would be pointless, but if I was forced into a room and made to talk….I guess I would tell any of them that I hope they found happiness.  I hope that they have the life they want.  I've forgiven them for the things they did to me and I hope they have forgiven me for my slights.  

Blog Challenge Day 3: A Book I Love

"I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seem cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day."

I have referenced my love of reading in a couple of my posts, so if you have been following this blog, this is not a surprise.  I love reading so, so much.  I wish someone would pay me an obscene amount of money to just sit around and read.  What am I talking about…I would do it for free.  I am involved in a couple of book groups that facilitate Read2Review programs that I take full advantage of when I am able.  I love books, but free books?!  There isn't anything better.

Trying to pick out one book that I love for this post was really difficult.  A title would pop up in my head & then another & then another…even now, while I'm typing, a couple have come to mind.  So instead of focusing on one particular book, I thought why not go back to the beginning?  Lets make this post not "A Book I Love" post, but "The Book That Started My Literary Love Affair" post.

Kickin' ass since 1950

I have vivid memories of sitting in my room reading this series.  I truly believe if I hadn't read these books as a child, particularly this one, my passion for reading would not be what it is today.  I am not going to wax poetically about how well fleshed out the characters are or how developed the prose is or how the story arc seamlessly flows.  No, if you want a review of this book, go somewhere else.  I love this book, even being a high fantasy-which is not a genre I usually gravitate toward, because it really stimulates my imagination…after a few sentences, the world dissolves and a movie starts playing in my mind.  People occasionally ask me why I choose so much fantasy, whether it be high or urban, or so much sci-fi titles.  I really never have a good answer.  Maybe its because this series was one of the first non-picture books I read, or maybe its because I like the idea of the fantastical being a part of everyday life.  Who knows really.  All I do know is that I love fairy tales and fantasy not because these stories teach us that dragons exist but because they teach us that dragons can be beaten.

My Mantra