Resolutions Schmesolutions
Hey, anyone remember what their New Year’s Resolutions were? No? Well, I do. It was one of my NYRs actually. So, a month in, here’s how I’m doing. Obviously, I remember my resolutions, so far so good. NYR 1, check. NYR 2 was to go to Wednesday night church. Did it and hey I’m not any more tired than usual! Also in NYR 2 was to read through the Bible chronologically in a yearish. Within the first week, I was like 10 days behind. I don’t even know how that’s possible, but it happened. I’ve caught up a little but I’m not quite on track. Oh well…..
I’m not sure how I’m doing on not letting myself go. I once found myself spending an afternoon in my yoga pants, eating bran muffins and watching Zoolander. (That Hansel is so hot right now.)
Amelia assured me that it’s only letting yourself go if I were wearing sweatpants, eating ice cream and watching DOUL. I don’t know though…I was only wearing yoga pants bc my sweatpants were dirty and I ran out of ice cream. Later in the month, I – wearing sweatpants – downed two entire boxes of Jello while watching like 6 episodes of Lost in a row. I comforted myself that this is not letting myself go bc the Jello was sugar-free and I was watching Lost with my husband. You be the judge if I’ve kept this one.
The last NYR was to get smarter. I’m pretty sure, almost positive, I’m still getting stupider. I long to learn stuff. Luckily, I learn stuff at church or I’d be laying in a ditch somewhere drooling. This month I started four books and finished three. I will now give you a brief review of each.
- The Help by Kathrynn Stockett
- The best book I read all month by far, thought-provoking and extremely well-written. Loved it.
- The Associate by John Grisham
- Mediocre, good story line but poor ending. Grisham’s books have gone downhill only slightly slower than Tiger Woods’ golfing career. It would have been much better had the ending actually tied up some strings. Will Grisham’s recent striving for mere mediocrity keep me from reading more books by him? No, I’ll always read them in hopes he can write another book to rival The Firm or Runaway Jury.
- Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
- The one I didn’t finish. I gave it til page 108, and when I wasn’t impressed with the storyline, where it was going, the constant repetition of one annoying phrase, I decided not to waste my valuable time (I could be eating ice cream and watching DOUL instead!)
- True Blue by David Baldacci
- Lame, predictable, too much cop jargon, loose ends still untied. It kept my attention long enough for me to finish it but just barely. I’ll probably keep reading his new books, but I doubt he’ll be able to write anything as good as The Camel Club series.
Well, I gotta go; my ice cream’s melting and dripping onto my sweatpants.
February 12, 2010 at 11:57 pm
So, you’re saying I shouldn’t be sitting here in my sweaty Awana shirt eating a piece of dark chocolate and reading blogs?