Monthly Archives: April 2007

“I am become like a pelican . . .” 1

April is National Poetry Month, and I haven’t talked about poetry for a while, so I thought I’d post this poem by Madeleine L’Engle in celebration of both NPM and Easter. Enjoy. “I Am Become Like A Pelican . . .” I am become like a pelican in the wilderness . . . For I [...]

Acceptance by Susan Coll 0

Now, see, this is exactly why I didn’t want to start writing my reviews all out of order. I confused myself this morning , and I could not remember without looking what the book was that I read between Eat, Pray, Love and Cures for Heartbreak. That’s right, I read Eat, Pray, Love first. Do [...]

Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert 5

While I was in the middle of this book, I went home one evening and read exactly zero pages. Instead, I watched trashy television and thoroughly enjoyed it. The next morning, before work, I read exactly zero pages. That morning, on my break? Zero pages. In fact, the afternoon before, on my break, I also [...]

Cures for Heartbreak by Margo Rabb 0

I started Cures for Heartbreak on my lunch hour and finished it that same night. I read fast so I didn’t have to absorb it, turning pages both to know what was going to happen and to keep an emotional distance, wanting to save myself from . . . well, heartbreak, actually. Cures for Heartbreak [...]

You shouldn’t let other people get your KICKS FOR YOU. 2

Note: To really get a feel for what this conversation sounded like, you have to imagine us yelling more than singing this song at the top of our lungs. KARI: What do you want to listen to? MIKE: You can choose. KARI: *grabs iPod* You know what I’m going to choose! MIKE: Yes. KARI: ONCE [...]

Or do adults just learn to play the most ridiculous, repulsive games? 0

Our neighbors can speak to us again, because we did a little yardwork and are hopefully going to have grass soonish. We don’t live in a very chatty cul-de-sac, though, so it’s actually fairly doubtful that they’ll be speaking to us soon. But if they were to speak to us, it wouldn’t be about how [...]

Why you cannot have my husband. 3

He makes the best creme brulee. And I need the creme brulee. (Also he is very cute. But did I mention the creme brulee?)