Also? I just want to take a nap.
All the time.
Reading (in between the napping):
I'm currently enjoying Picnic in Provence, Elizabeth's Baird's follow up to Lunch in Paris. It makes me want to go play at the farmer's market and put down the potato chips. Always a good thing, ha! It's the perfect thing to read before bed, too- nice and restful- beautifully written but not too taxing.
Now, for some serious history. . . ha! Please. Not while I'm reading while watching the kids do bubbles and chalk in the driveway. Instead it's a typical Kitty Kelley unauthorized gossip-sesh with a touch of fact and a lot of alleged. Thoroughly entertaining.
After tearing through Curtis Sittenfeld's Eligible, I decided to give the other offerings from The Austen Project a try. Sense and Sensibility by Joanna Trollope was good, although probably a bit too on the nose. It was like re-reading the original but the author used the modern-reinterpretation thesaurus.
Next up was Alexander McCall Smith's rendition of Emma. And. . . I can't finish it. I'm bored out of my gourd. The characters are not likable. I have no investment in their lives. To be noted, however, I often have attempted to get through the original Emma, and have the same lackluster reaction. I love some Clueless, but the actual book has never spoken to me.
So that's about it- I'm headed to the library this afternoon as a treat if and when I get all my actual work done during babysitter time. I'll have some more recs next week hopefully!
Anything I should be on the lookout for?