Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Yarn Along

Reading: The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls, by Claire Legrand. I'm trying to read some fall and Halloween-ish books this month, and this is one I've had on my shelves for a while. I was originally drawn in by the cover, but it sounds's a creepy middle grade mystery. I'm enjoying it so far! (Obviously I'm a scaredy-cat because my list mostly includes children's books.)

Knitting: I've officially started knitting Christmas gifts! So I won't say what this is or who it's for, in case they were to see. But I do really appreciate it when my knitting happens to match my book. :)

{Yarn Along is a weekly link up hosted by Ginny where you can share what you've been knitting and reading.}

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Spooky reads (sort of).

I rarely, if ever, plan out exactly what I'm going to read next. I just pick up whatever I'm in the mood for. But I thought it might be fun to read some creepy, atmospheric books in the month of October.

I'm a complete chicken, so what I consider "spooky" or creepy books would probably make most people laugh. But that's okay. :) I'm starting off with The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches, which is the next book in my favorite cozy mystery series (the Flavia de Luce series by Alan Bradley). Here are some more books I'll try to get to this month:

Northanger Abbey, by Jane Austen. The only of Austen's novels that I've only read once so far. It's long overdue a reread, and the way she spoofs and references Gothic novels is perfect for Halloween.

Bed-Knob and Broomstick, by Mary Norton. This book is probably the one that's been on my shelves the longest without being read. It's from a Scholastic Book Fair, which means that I got it in elementary school and I still haven't read it. That's ridiculous.

The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls, by Claire Legrand. The cover of this one is really nice. It's supposed to be a creepy middle grade mystery.

The Kneebone Boy, by Ellen Potter. I can't remember what this one is about, other than I've heard comparisons to A Series of Unfortunate Events. I've read her book The Humming Room, which is a close retelling of The Secret Garden, and I enjoyed it.

Halloween Party, by Agatha Christie. No October would be complete without a Halloween-themed Agatha Christie mystery, right? I found this old edition at a book sale and had to get it when I realized that the edges of the pages are orange.

Friday, September 30, 2016

What I Read: September

Once again, September was a pretty good reading month. I liked or loved everything I read, with one notable exception. As always, click on the titles to read my Goodreads reviews.

A Man Called Ove, by Fredrik Backman. I didn't love this book as much as I expected to, but I did really enjoy it. Ove was an endearing character, even though he could be so rude and annoying at times (most of the time). The relationship between him and his wife was so sweet, though also heartbreaking, knowing what you know. (I realize I'm being vague here but I don't want to spoil anything.) This book had me laughing one minute and nearly in tears the next, in a good way.

A Bear Called Paddington, by Michael Bond. I watched the Paddington movie last year and loved it, so I'd been wanting to read the book. It was so sweet and adorable! Speaking of endearing characters, Paddington is a perfect example of that. The book was funnier than I expected. Not as amazing as Winnie the Pooh, but still a children's classic definitely worth reading.

Evenings with Cary Grant, by Nancy Nelson. I didn't think that anything could make me love Cary Grant more than I already did, but this book did that. Even though he's my favorite classic film actor, I didn't know that much about his life. The format of this book is a bit unusual (and sometimes not as cohesive as I would have liked), but it was so interesting and never boring. Learning that Cary Grant, Frank Sinatra, and Gregory Peck were close friends in Grant's later years just completely made my day. (Is that weird? I just love the thought of them hanging out.)

Attachments, by Rainbow Rowell. This was a reread for me, and thankfully it lived up to how much I loved it the first time. It's still my favorite Rainbow Rowell book: a perfect 90s romantic comedy.

The Picture of Dorian Gray, by Oscar Wilde. The one big disappointment of the month. My boyfriend let me borrow this, and I'm so glad I borrowed it rather than buying it. The basic story was interesting and made me want to keep reading, but it was buried under annoying, unlikable characters and rambling, pointless speeches. I'm glad I read it, but I don't see myself ever reading it again. (Dorian Gray, join Wuthering Heights on that particular shelf.)

Where Am I Now? True Stories of Girlhood and Accidental Fame, by Mara Wilson. Yes, Mara Wilson is the little girl from Matilda. That's the main reason why I wanted to read this book...I grew up loving that movie (still do) and Miss Trunchbull is, to this day, one of the most terrifying characters I've encountered. Penguin was kind enough to send me a copy of this book to read and review, and while I liked it, I didn't love it. It was a quick and interesting read. Mara is very liberal and I personally don't agree with her on some things, but that's fine. It's her story and she told it pretty well.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Yarn Along

Reading: French Milk, by Lucy Knisley. I'm only a few pages into this, so I'm not sure how it'll be. It sounds interesting, though: it's a memoir about a girl who travels to Paris with her mom for 6 weeks. It's like an illustrated journal, so it will be much quicker to read than a traditional novel.

Knitting: My second Pixel Rise sock. I really love how these are turning out and can't wait to wear them this fall. (You can see my finished one here.)

{Yarn Along is a weekly link up hosted by Ginny where you can share what you've been knitting and reading.}

Thursday, September 15, 2016

A question answered.

This was going to be a post about the little pile of hats I've been knitting, or maybe about the books I've bought lately (I seem to be on a nonfiction kick). But any of that would have just been leading up to what this post is really about, so I'll just skip it.

In a recent post, I mentioned my boyfriend, not really thinking anything of it. But then some hilarious comments appeared, wanting to know more. I realized I hadn't written about him before, just because I don't get too personal here. I love blogging, but I generally use this as a place to share what I'm making, what I think about certain books and movies, etc. Still, I don't mind talking about what's going on in my life sometimes, especially when it's such a good thing. :) So, inquiring minds, here you go:

I met Kenny at the farmer's market; he's the manager there (just one part of his job). I had a crush on him for most of last year and thought he seemed like a really nice guy. Last fall and into the end of the year, we started talking a little more, and he came over for supper with my family a couple times. He asked me out for New Year's Eve*, and we've been dating since eight months now.

2016 has been, by far, the best (and fastest!) year of my life, because of Kenny. (By the way, you can probably blame him for the blog being quieter this year, ha.) Honestly, I'd never dated before, so this has all been new to me. Being such an introvert, it's a new experience having this person that I love and just want to be with as much as possible. He gives me chocolate ice cream and has even more Psych references stuck in his brain than I do, and though he teases me about my obsession with British film and TV, he's willing to watch those things with me. :) But even better than what he does is who he is. He's sweet, thoughtful, and funny (not to mention handsome), and somehow, incredibly, he cares about me. I'm happier than I've ever been, happier than I even knew I could be, and I'm so thankful that God brought him into my life.

*Which, despite some mishaps, like being forgotten about at the restaurant and not getting our food for two hours, was basically the best first date I could have asked for.