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The Land of Slow Return

I know why Barnes & Noble will eventually go out of business. (Yes, they’re still in business.) They are acting like Blockbuster and Best Buy in terms of what they offer (a (possibly) dying commodity) and customer service (buying just one CD? It STILL takes at least three hours here!). It won’t be long until they close their doors for good if they keep this up.

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Goodreads Goals — Good Riddance

I did it! I’m as inspiring as the Olympians winning medals a world away. Did I train daily and not eat anything tasty for decades to achieve greatness? Um, no. But! I finished my Goodreads challenge for 2018. I know — YAY ME! How did I do that just a month and a half into the new year? Well, winning this wordy challenge turned out to be all about the numbers. Continue reading “Goodreads Goals — Good Riddance”

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Pain in the neck

I just put pain-relieving cream on my neck and left shoulder area. I’m an athlete, always moving, who took it too far? Oh, no. I hurt myself by holding a book whilst sitting in my car at the park for a while, followed by an hour-long phone call during which I held the phone’s receiver between my right shoulder and ear, instead of my hand, with my head up straight.

I put pain reliever on my body because of a book, a bucket seat, and an old-school landline phone.

At least this injury took some doing. I remember a few years ago when I pulled a leg muscle stretching before getting out of bed, and the time I worked a temp job that didn’t appreciate employees’ need for a chair with arms and an ergonomic mouse set up, causing legitimate back pain from my arm dangling for hours as I clicked.

This latest “injury,” and I’m using that term loosely, is simply caused by the fact that my muscles and body are no longer easy to abuse (not that this qualifies by any stretch of the imagination — which is stretching I wouldn’t do lest I injure my imagination as well). And why can’t I sit in an uncomfortable position holding a book for hours and cradle a phone receiver with my shoulder? Because I’m no longer a youngin’.

*in my whispy old-timer voice* I remember when I could stay up all night, falling asleep during summer breaks at 6 a.m. and waking at noon feeling refreshed. Now, I’m lucky if I stay awake past 11 on Friday night. Back in the day, I could half-hang off the couch, upsidedown, and read for hours. Now, I need my reading glasses, which I often can’t find, and apparently a back pillow and frequent breaks to rest my eyes, my arms, and my neck. And yeah, it wouldn’t have been an issue had I used my newfangled 21st century cell phone (of course, that will give me brain cancer, but at least my neck wouldn’t hurt, eh). But I like my Princess phone and the landline sounds better (still).

Buffalo Chicken Dip
Cheesy Buffalo chicken dip. Not shown: Antacid.

Am I truly old? No. But obviously I’m on my way. How old am I? I’m I pull neck muscles holding a book in my car and a phone with my shoulder old. I’m I have to take antacid before eating (and often the morning after eating) Buffalo chicken wings old. I’m I’m too tired to give a shit about the white hairs I can’t keep up with anymore old. And now I’m I complain about my aches and pains old. Oy with the poodles already!

I’m too young for my AARP card or to start buying that insurance that only covers funerals. But my body’s making me feel like I’m half-dead sometimes. *sigh*

Speaking of time, what time is it? 3:30? Oh, I have to start getting ready for the early bird special at 4. Ooh! Buffalo wings *pops an antacid*

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McReading

After I closed the cover of The Life We Bury, I visited Goodreads to click I’m finished. I read one book! I’m ahead of schedule! Woohoo! Look at me go. This year, I’ve pledged to read 12 books. Surely I can read one book a month.

In 2014, I read 17 books after pledging only 12 (overachiever!). So in 2015, I upped my goal to 24, which I accomplished (go, me!). In 2016, I thought I’d go for more: 35. That’s more than 1 book every 2 weeks.

I only read 23.

Loser!
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RTT: Brief Epistles, Jan.21.16

They’re Random! They’re Thoughts! It’s Thursday!

spam-964521_640This week: Brief Epistles

(This shall be a third Thursday staple).

  • Dear Library:

I’m sorry I’ve had the books due today for 6 weeks and have only partly read one. My to-be-read stack is soooo big! I will get to them. If there aren’t holds, why can’t I renew indefinitely? Please?

Sincerely,

She who will pay the fine and return the one book a day late after speed reading it today

 

  • Dear Netflix:

I haven’t watched the latest DVD you sent yet, but I will, and will return it before the upcoming date my next month begins. Gotta get my 2 movies for $4.99 money’s worth.

Cinematically yours,

She who watches movies every blue moon

 

  • Dear Universe:

You know at this point that I notice weird things. Every now and then this week, I still try to figure out the meaning of, on Sunday, having two young women named Ashley wait on me at the two different locations I visited that day.

Curiously,

The woman who also can’t stop singing “He… likes girls…. with names… like Ashley…”

 

  • Dear People Who Don’t Speak Movie:

That last signature references a movie. Anybody know which one?

Quizzically,

The woman who’s faux movie boyfriend used to be John Cusack (HINT!)

 

  • Dear Free Time:

I haven’t forgotten you. Don’t you… forget about me. After this week, you and I will become best buds again. Just needed to do some things and after Friday, I’ll be back to a more regular schedule. I miss you!

With love,

She who’s working for the weekend this week in particular as she fulfills the needs of three gigs

 

  • Dear Bed:

You. Me. An extra long visit. Can’t wait.

Anticipationally yours,

Sleepy Me

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Random Thoughts Thursday: Favorite Things

They’re Random! They’re Thoughts! It’s Thursday!

This Week: Favorite Things

In honor of next Thursday being Thanksgiving here in ‘Murica, let’s look at some (mostly) silly things of life that are My Favorite Things, for which I’m grateful:

As listed in my latest newsletter (that’s right, subscribers’ heads were filled with this fascinating info a good two weeks before you!):

  • making up words
  • real words that sound made up, like williwaw
  • dollar store reading glasses (clearer vision for A DOLLAR!)
  • self-checkout at the library ~ beep… beep… BOOKS!
  • Burger King kids’ meals
  • owls
  • SNOW!
  • the first night on fresh, clean sheets.

Additionally:

  • Jeopardy!
  • Pandora’s skipping function
  • Brand new pencil erasers
  • When the layers for my layer cake come out even/level
  • Chocolate jimmies
  • Starbucks Black Iced Tea
  • Getting and sending mail
  • When the ponytail elastic with the weakened, stretched-out part holds on for one more twirl (three times ’round!)
  • That ‘holds on’ made me think of Jamie Walters and that song from the 90s (did you know he’s a fireman now?)
  • Ladybugs and butterflies
  • The spiders in my house/on my car, all named Herman
  • Full service gas stations
  • Drives by the river or to the ocean
  • Toll-free roads
  • Autumn (see two pics I had in an exhibit in my other life here)
  • Winter (there will be MANY photos when there is snow. You’ve been warned.)
  • That I am the type of person who sings along with the music in the grocery store, makes screeching tires noises when I go around a curve (even at 10mph), and when I saw new carts at Target a few years ago, I almost jumped out of my skin. “NEW CARTS! COOL!”
  • Making people smile. You are, aren’t you? C’mon. I know you are.

Daisy Smiley Face: It's My Happy Place.

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Tara: Unplugged

It’s been a long hot summer, filled with heat, humidity, and the stench of disappointment (that last one’s on you, True Detective). It’s time for a wee break. That’s right… it’s time for

TARA: UNPLUGGED!

What does this mean? This means:

  • No blogging

Hmmm. Caps and exclamation points should mean more, eh? Well, it doesn’t, because:

  • I quit Pinterest early this year, after being on for less than a year. I figured I got all the good cauliflower recipes and ideas for carving pumpkins. And I grew tired of looking at starving, exercising women ogling the photo of lasagna that landed right next to them.
  • I quit Facebook last year after the algorithm changed (for the millionth time) making it more possible that I’ll meet and marry Joseph Gordon-Levitt than it is that someone will see my author page. I also was bugged by the revelation about that psychological study they did and didn’t tell anybody about. I went back, but decided to leave again when I read about software they’re making to identify every person in a photo by facial recognition. Creepy. PLUS! Facebook, IMHO, makes people lazy. And by people, I mean family. More on that another day.

I simply can’t quit Twitter, but I do need to step away a bit. It’s fun and fabulous, but it’s also a great way to procrastinate. I NEED TO FINISH MY BOOK! (I’m totes yelling at myself, not you lovely people). So I’ll be tweeting, but not as much as I have been. Will I survive?

*looking for my blankie and teddy bear*

My goals: to have fun, reconnect with the outdoors (without melting or feeling like I could fry eggs on my arm in the car — by the way, my arms look like a before and after tanning photo), take some piccies, write a LOT, read a LOT, nap A LOT.

The Bloggy Goodness returns in September — let me say that happy word again, SEPTEMBER. I’ll be refreshed and ready to blog some more. And hopefully, I’ll have more fun things to share! September 8 is the exact day for you people who need structure (that would include me as well.)

As I end here, I’ll say take care. Mind the Internet while I’m gone and please keep Twitter warm when I’m not around.

As I enjoy shameless self-promotion, I’ll invite you to read the bloggy archives. There they are! Under the heading Sands through the hourglass. *points to sidebar a la Vanna White* There’s some good stuff in the archives! I’m not bragging — people said so! In the comments or on the Twitter! People I’m not even related to!

Things happen online in the blink of an eye. The month will fly by before we know it. I took a month off in April and y’all barely blinked. Tempus fugit and all.

Thanks for reading! Hope to see you again upon my return on September 8! Parting is such sweet sorrow! Until September be-eth upon uth, er, us…

A Happiness Is Cartoon about uplugging

 

 


P.S. If you run out of things to read and miss me terribly, check out this site. She’s a good writer….

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RTT: The Long and the Short of It

They’re Random! They’re Thoughts! It’s Thursday!

This week: The Long and the Short of It

  • I didn’t post on Tuesday because I had been outside a lot of the day and the heat and humidity cause such malaise…
  • Fried brain = thinking in short bursts, not actual sentences.
  • I stayed in air conditioning since then and I feel so much better! *type type type*
  • I put those teeny Dixie cups in my bathroom, to rinse my mouth after brushing my teeth.
  • They caught my eye as I cupped water in my hand and brought it to my mouth, per usual.
  • One habit I did break recently was checking and using Facebook — for more than a month now, I’m FB free!
  • Ballpark: how many cat photos have I missed?
  • Thinking of mixing it up by taking my laptop to a coffee shop or the library.
  • I won’t melt going from the house to the car to the building door, right?
  • This last week of July feels like it’s about a month long.
  • Speaking of the interminable, if you ever want to feel like time isn’t flying, watch True Detective, season 2.

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  • Speaking of long, the last two books I read were more than 400 pages each.
  • I have 11 library books to read after those, but I’m looking for a leaflet at this point.
  • Leaf… I said leaf… fall… autumn…… …… I can’t wait for you to come back!
  • You, too, peeps… for more blogging next week.
  • Peace out, yo.