Melissa Wiley's Blog

January 6, 2010

Gee, I wonder why.


perched


Blurry photo. Couldn't be helped. Baby tugging on arm, etc. This fellow was perched atop our back fence about three feet from the bird feeder. Later, Scott saw him plummet out of the sky into our bushes. Sorry, little sparrows.



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January 4, 2010

Because I have email addresses for both my married name and my pen name, I wound up with two Google Reader accounts, which of course got to be unwieldy and silly. So I merged them.


Snapshot 2010-01-04 13-29-50


"RBJ" stands for "Rainbow Jane," which is a kind of quilt. So that makes, yes, FIVE handcrafts-related folders between two accounts. What is wrong with me??


Imagine if I stopped reading crafty blogs—with all that extra time I bet I could make something, like, say, a quilt.



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January 3, 2010

Rilla comes hobbling in, using a wiffle ball bat for a cane.


"Look, Mommy, I'm playing I'm a grandma!"


Me: "Why, hello there, Grandma."


Rilla: "Mommy. I'm not playing that any more."



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January 2, 2010

The trouble with being a contrarian is that the second you make a statement like 'have realized making TBR lists brings out the contrarian in me & spells doom for books on the list, therefore no more TBR lists shall I make,' the contrarian rears up and says Who are YOU to tell ME not to make lists??? I'm making a list right this second and you can't stop me. Make that TWO lists. Hahaha. Bullet point! Bullet point! Bullet point!

Which is another way of saying: I looked at my shelf and realized ...

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January 1, 2010

"For some weeks now I have been engaged in dispersing the contents of this apartment, trying to persuade hundreds of inanimate objects to scatter and leave me alone. It is not a simple matter."


—"Good-bye to Forty-eighth Street,"

Essays of E. B. White, page one




Can you say, 'had me at hello'?



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Gosh I read some good stuff in 2009.

I've been tinkering with this post for days and am just going to give up and post it, despite some screwy links. I'll fix it later, maybe. Or I might be too busy reading.

Fiction I especially enjoyed:

The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley (notes)
The Diamond Age by Neal Stephenson (notes)
When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead (notes)
The Sherwood Ring by Elizabeth Marie Pope (notes)
The Daughter of Time by Josephine Tey (notes)
Lost by...

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Gosh I read some good stuff in 2009.

I've been tinkering with this post for days and am just going to give up and post it, despite some screwy links. I'll fix it later, maybe. Or I might be too busy reading.

Fiction I especially enjoyed:

The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley (notes)
The Diamond Age by Neal Stephenson (notes)
When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead (notes)
The Sherwood Ring by Elizabeth Marie Pope (notes)
The Daughter of Time by Josephine Tey (notes)
Lost by...

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December 31, 2009

The Daily What – "Residents of Beloit, Wisconsin gather along Rock River to recreate George Seurat's "Sunday Afternoon on the Island of LaGrande Jatte.""
How To Make Chicken Tikka Masala Recipe – I love this dish so passionately that it really is time I learn to make it myself.


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December 30, 2009

An SS noncommissioned officer came to meet us, a truncheon in his hand. He gave the order:

"Men to the left! Women to the right!"

Eight words spoken quietly, indifferently, without emotion. Eight short, simple words. Yet that was the moment when I parted from my mother. I had not had time to think, but already I felt the pressure of my father's hand: we were alone. For a part of a second I glimpsed my mother and my sisters moving away to the right. Tzipora held Mother's hand. I saw them...

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