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This is a Good Book Thursday, February 3, 2022

[image error]I FINALLY found a new book that is at least a Sorta Sure Thing, I’ll know after I reread it, which I definitely plan to do: Matchmaking For Beginners. Just loved it.

What did you read and love this week?

Working Wednesday, February 2, 2022

Oh, thank god, January’s over. Another month closer to spring.

Between the cold and my cold, I haven’t done anything that makes me get out of bed except for letting the dogs and cat out and in, a job that requires me to stand in the doorway and say, “Are you out of your minds? It’s FREEZING out here. Come back inside, quick.” I have to get something done soon. Maybe tomorrow.

What did you work on this week?

Lupe’s Recipe Swap

Lupe suggested a recipe swap/exchange/post and it’s that time of the year when good food is one of the few Sure Things we have left so here we are. Feel free to post links, descriptions that aren’t really recipes but that will lead to people eating well, and actual recipes. Mostly let’s just distract ourselves from the cold and politics and international news by talking about delicious comfort food. (You get to define “comfort food.”)

My contribution: Chicken Marsala.

Happiness is Great Old Romance Movies

I recently tripped over a video I loved so much I used to teach it to my high school classes. It’s from a Kurt Vonnegut short story, “Who Am I This Time?” and it’s a delightful romance starring a very young Susan Sarandon and Christopher Walken (filmed in 1982 for American Playhouse) about two socially inept people who meet when they’re cast in a small town production of A Streetcar Named Desire. (If you search, you can find it for free, but I always think that’s iffy.)

See also His Girl Friday (1940); Charade (the 1963 Grant/Hepburn version); How to Steal a Million (1966); What’s Up, Doc? (1972); Truly, Madly Deeply (1990); basically anything pre-twenty-first century, old enough and possibly obscure so as to be a happy discovery. Not to mention The Mummy (Fraser of course, 1999) if you like a little horror with your romance or Shadowlands (1993) if you need a cleansing ugly cry.

Great old movies make me happy. What made you happy this week?

This is a Good Book Thursday, January 27, 2022

I’ve been re-reading a lot for the comfort of a sure thing. But aalmost as good as a Sure Thing is the Sorta Sure Thing, like when an author I love has a new book out and I get my hands on it. Like the third book in the Deadly Education series (next year) or the next Peter Grant (April), or the fourth book in the Time Police series or the second in The Book of Firsts series or the sixth (seventh?) in the Murderbt series (who knows when we’ll see those). The Sorta Sure Things don’t always pan out, but even then the authors are so good that their meh books are infinitely better than other people’s best work.

In the spirit of Sure Thing week, I am now going to reheat a pizza (I’m working my way through the Villa’s insane list of pizzas, the food equivalent of a fiction series, and tonight is a Cheese Steak Pizza with mushrooms, onions & extra cheese) and reread Loretta Chase’s Difficult Dukes.

So what did you read this week that was a Sure Thing? Or a Sorta Sure Thing, we’re open-minded here.

Working Wednesday, January 26, 2022

For some reason, I picked up my crochet again and started making hats. I know why I picked hats: they go fast. Mollie had asked me if I had a hat pattern for a hat she’d worn out, and I didn’t, so I reverse engineered it. It took four tries and some of them were pretty plain (she likes plain) so after I e-mailed her the pattern I wrote, I noodled around with surface crochet and weaving on the plain ones and had a wonderful time. Then I found a huge snarl of multiple yarns around my power cords and cut the cords free, and thought, You know, some of these are really pretty, so I knotted the ends together and combined three strands to make Snarl Hats. Then I looked at the yarns I’d discarded from that batch, and they were all gray and depressing, so I combined them with a red strand and made Snarl Hat 2. I can do about two hats a night and the sense of accomplishment is so happy-making. Although now I have a lot of hats.

And I started this scarf because sometimes you need something bright:

What did you make/do this week?

This Week is Sure Thing Week

Last week I had a bad cold: runny nose, bad cough, sneezing, shortness of breath, fatigue. This week I’ve just had fatigue–typing this in bed–so I googled for causes of fatigue, and found this:

“Dr. Katherine Poehling, an infectious disease specialist and member of the Advisory Committee on Immunization Practices, told NBC News that a cough, congestion, runny nose and fatigue appear to be prominent symptoms with the omicron variant. But unlike delta, many patients are not losing their taste or smell.”

I am annoyed. I am used to getting sick and knowing why. I throw up, I have the flu. I sneeze and cough, I have a cold or allergies. I start to gasp, it’s an asthma attack. Only now, those all can be Covid, the Everything Virus. I mean, a runny nose is always allergies or a cold, but now it might be The Plague. It’s the uncertainty that’s kneecapping me.

You know what I like? Sure things.

If I reread Murderbot, I will enjoy it, for sure.

If I get a Caesar Salad Pizza (chicken, romaine & parmesan cheese)
with Caesar dressing at the Villa Capri, it will be delicious.

If I snuggle under an electric blanket with two dogs and a cat, it will be cosy.

All of this has made me realize that The Sure Thing is my major comfort right now. So I’m going to go reheat a Capri Everything Pizza (pepperoni, sausage, mushrooms, onions & peppers, so not really everything but enough) and watch Brendan Fraser own the desert in The Mummy again.

I love a Sure Thing.

Random Happiness

My stray three-pawed cat fell asleep beside me the other night. On her back. Rolled right over like a doofus, belly up, completely secure next to me. I laughed, but it made me so happy to know that she feels so safe.

I was desperate to buy cheap shoes the other day, and ended up at Marshall’s buying stretch ankle boots for twenty bucks. They make me look like a Disney character, huge feet on skinny legs, and they have glittery swirls on them and I am so not a glittery-swirls kind of woman, but I love the damn things and they make me happy whenever I put them on.

My house is an absolute nightmare–too much stuff, single-pane windows, tiny rooms, a crumbling foundation, and an antique septic system–but every time I walk inside, I love it more: a funky cottage built by amateurs in the 1940s with a lot of love that still shows. It’s just a happy place.

Things don’t need to be perfect–like having four paws–to make for happiness.

How were you imperfectly happy this week?

This is a Good Book Thursday, January 20, 2022

I have a bunch of books on procrastination that I keep putting off reading (true, not a joke). I have a bunch books of getting rid of clutter that are cluttering up the place (also true, not a joke). I think my library is mocking me.

What did you read this week?

Working Wednesday, January 19, 2022

I’ve been crocheting like a madwoman, finishing WiPs while thinking about how to finally finish the WiP That Will Not Die (much like its hero) and listening again to the Music Video Most Likely To Keep Me Warm in 2022 (and beyond):

What did you work on that kept you warm (or not) this week?