Okay, so you know I'm a reader, right? I love to read. Sometimes my eyes and my brain get to craving something to read so badly I imagine it must be near to what an addict feels when they need that cup of caffeine, or that Marlboro or that hit off the pipe.
Me, while I buy some books, the majority of them I borrow from the library. I read almost anything and everything. Best sellers, foreign novels, etc.
HSM loans me a lot of books. She always says that people spend their money on what's important to them. To her, books are very important. She reads books that are well written. She says it's a bunch of hooey when people say 'well, at least so and so is reading' when caught with some poorly written piece of crap. She says our brains will rot if we all we 'feed' it is trash just like our teeth will rot from too much candy.
The most recent book HSM has loaned me is Mudbound by Hillary Jordan. HSM bought it from someplace on line, but I've seen it at Sam's Club.
I just finished reading the book this morning. I've been working on it for weeks. No, it's not a huge book, just a tad over 300 pages. And it's not as if I'm a slow reader, because I'm not. I read quickly, always have.
What held me up was the story itself. It's set in Mississippi, in the Delta area, shortly after World war II. It revolves around two families—one white, one black--and the hatred and racism that was so prevalent in that time. Hell, truth be told, racism is still alive and well and it's some sixty years later.
It's not a woman's book, although a woman wrote it. This is a well-written piece of fiction. If you're a reader, or you know someone who is, I think this is a worthwhile read.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
Hugs, Tawny
tawny_ford@yahoo.com
www.tawnyford.com
Friday, December 18, 2009
Just Another Day
Some way, some how I have misplaced my winter scarf. It's a really nice one that I crocheted a few years ago. Long, really long because I like to be able to wrap it around my neck a couple of times for extra warmth. I always put my stuff back where it belongs so I'm baffled as to why I can't find it.
But okay, like I crocheted that one I can crochet a new one. I worked on the new one for almost a week. Every spare minute I had found me with a crochet hook in my hand. Mohair yarn all soft and lovely, and a nice stitch pattern.
I finished the scarf last night. Some time around midnight. This morning when I got up I tried it on. I just knew it was going to be the loveliest, warmest, best scarf in the whole wide world.
Word to the wise: When you're crocheting something, even something as simple as a scarf, try it on as you go.
My new scarf is long. Yep. It's long enough to be too long for even Shaquille O'Neal the basketball player! It goes all the way to the floor on me.
So now I'm sitting here slowly, as in very slowly, taking one end apart so I can shorten it.
Just another day.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
Hugs, Tawny
tawny_ford@yahoo.com
www.tawnyord.com
But okay, like I crocheted that one I can crochet a new one. I worked on the new one for almost a week. Every spare minute I had found me with a crochet hook in my hand. Mohair yarn all soft and lovely, and a nice stitch pattern.
I finished the scarf last night. Some time around midnight. This morning when I got up I tried it on. I just knew it was going to be the loveliest, warmest, best scarf in the whole wide world.
Word to the wise: When you're crocheting something, even something as simple as a scarf, try it on as you go.
My new scarf is long. Yep. It's long enough to be too long for even Shaquille O'Neal the basketball player! It goes all the way to the floor on me.
So now I'm sitting here slowly, as in very slowly, taking one end apart so I can shorten it.
Just another day.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
Hugs, Tawny
tawny_ford@yahoo.com
www.tawnyord.com
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Okay, Don't Laugh!
And I'm serious, do not laugh! Remember, we all do things differently.
Yesterday I went to the big mall. I haven't been there in a couple of years. I don't have anything against the place; I'm just not a person who goes to the mall. I purchase most of my clothes online, as well as the music I listen to. Everything else I get at Costco or Sam's Club, or the outlet mall (and I probably only get there once a year) or at small stores around town.
Twelve Oaks is big. Walking around the mall for the three hours I was there definitely let me get my exercise on. I passed numerous people, walkers, who seemed to be there primarily for the exercise. They walked quickly with their arms pumping and woe to you if you got in their way.
I only went in to a few of the stores. I wasn't there to shop. I just wanted to go someplace different and see some different things. I was there early, right when it opened up, because I wanted to avoid the crush of Christmas shoppers that I figured would descend upon the place by noon.
I went into the music store. I bought a compilation CD of old blues music. Forty-four different songs on 2 CDs. John Lee Hooker, Muddy Waters, Little Milton, Johnnie Taylor to name just a few of the blues legends featured on the CDs. I listened to them last night and it's all good.
I also went into the Rocky Mountain Candy store. They sell all sorts of candy but what I'm interested in is their apples. They take huge Granny Smith apples, put a stick in them, and then dip them in all sorts of wonderful stuff. I bought two. An apple dipped in caramel, then dipped in chocolate, then covered in pecans, and an apple dipped in caramel, then dipped in white chocolate, then covered in apple pie spices. They are so good! I ate one last night and the other one is calling my name for tonight.
My last purchase was lunch. I ate at the food court. There are maybe a dozen different restaurants in the court. I chose Japanese…a plate of bourbon chicken, sesame chicken and fried rice. I love Asian food.
I'm sure you already know this; you probably get to the mall way more often than I do, but damn! Stuff is expensive! How do people afford to dress themselves, much less their spouse and their children? Even with 30% to 75% off the prices were outrageous.
I saw interesting stuff. Pretty stuff. Stylish stuff. But they wanted so much for it and, because it was 'in style', if you were the least bit fashion conscious, well, you sure weren't going to want to wear it next year. And x-number of years thereafter. Which is what you'd have to do to get your money worth.
I realize I probably sound like a country bumpkin who just got in to the big city. But I'm not, honest. I live in Farmington Hills. It is a good-sized city in an affluent suburb. I'm employed, I make good money, and I own a house.
But I'm still blown away by how much everything cost at the mall. Even the two apples I bought, Fifteen dollars and some change. Used to be it was less than ten dollars. Granted, that was at the outlet mall, but still. I spoke with Tallulah this morning and she said perhaps it's because store rent at the Twelve Oaks is higher than at the outlet mall. That makes sense. But it's still a lot of money for two apples.
I guess I shouldn't be shocked at the high prices at the mall. Everything has increased in price over the last few years, even at places I always shop. But wow! I still wonder how can people…regular people, not the wealthy…afford to dress their family at the mall?
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
Tawny
tawny_ford@yahoo.com
www.tawnyford.com
Yesterday I went to the big mall. I haven't been there in a couple of years. I don't have anything against the place; I'm just not a person who goes to the mall. I purchase most of my clothes online, as well as the music I listen to. Everything else I get at Costco or Sam's Club, or the outlet mall (and I probably only get there once a year) or at small stores around town.
Twelve Oaks is big. Walking around the mall for the three hours I was there definitely let me get my exercise on. I passed numerous people, walkers, who seemed to be there primarily for the exercise. They walked quickly with their arms pumping and woe to you if you got in their way.
I only went in to a few of the stores. I wasn't there to shop. I just wanted to go someplace different and see some different things. I was there early, right when it opened up, because I wanted to avoid the crush of Christmas shoppers that I figured would descend upon the place by noon.
I went into the music store. I bought a compilation CD of old blues music. Forty-four different songs on 2 CDs. John Lee Hooker, Muddy Waters, Little Milton, Johnnie Taylor to name just a few of the blues legends featured on the CDs. I listened to them last night and it's all good.
I also went into the Rocky Mountain Candy store. They sell all sorts of candy but what I'm interested in is their apples. They take huge Granny Smith apples, put a stick in them, and then dip them in all sorts of wonderful stuff. I bought two. An apple dipped in caramel, then dipped in chocolate, then covered in pecans, and an apple dipped in caramel, then dipped in white chocolate, then covered in apple pie spices. They are so good! I ate one last night and the other one is calling my name for tonight.
My last purchase was lunch. I ate at the food court. There are maybe a dozen different restaurants in the court. I chose Japanese…a plate of bourbon chicken, sesame chicken and fried rice. I love Asian food.
I'm sure you already know this; you probably get to the mall way more often than I do, but damn! Stuff is expensive! How do people afford to dress themselves, much less their spouse and their children? Even with 30% to 75% off the prices were outrageous.
I saw interesting stuff. Pretty stuff. Stylish stuff. But they wanted so much for it and, because it was 'in style', if you were the least bit fashion conscious, well, you sure weren't going to want to wear it next year. And x-number of years thereafter. Which is what you'd have to do to get your money worth.
I realize I probably sound like a country bumpkin who just got in to the big city. But I'm not, honest. I live in Farmington Hills. It is a good-sized city in an affluent suburb. I'm employed, I make good money, and I own a house.
But I'm still blown away by how much everything cost at the mall. Even the two apples I bought, Fifteen dollars and some change. Used to be it was less than ten dollars. Granted, that was at the outlet mall, but still. I spoke with Tallulah this morning and she said perhaps it's because store rent at the Twelve Oaks is higher than at the outlet mall. That makes sense. But it's still a lot of money for two apples.
I guess I shouldn't be shocked at the high prices at the mall. Everything has increased in price over the last few years, even at places I always shop. But wow! I still wonder how can people…regular people, not the wealthy…afford to dress their family at the mall?
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
Tawny
tawny_ford@yahoo.com
www.tawnyford.com
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