An old fashioned cold. I haven't had one in so long I didn't recognize it but I do believe that is what it was. It seems to be leaving me now even though I was still running a low grade temp last night. I seem to be more normal today although a bit battered. Hopefully the rest of May will be uneventful.
I say that as we are facing severe weather the next three days. If I were looking for an adjective to describe Texas to a non-Texan I would have to say "extreme". We are extreme. We never seem to do things moderately. We don't just have a "line of thunderstorms" passing through -- we have multiple tornadoes and flooding and people drowning in their storms shelters and storm shelters popping out of the ground -- I mean, we rarely just have a day. Oh we, do but they aren't very often or memorable. So, I sat here last night watching the weather reporting through every commercial break showing us where the "hook" is, where the rotation is going. I didn't feel well. I contemplated getting dressed and finding my serviceable shoes -- something I haven't done for the last three days -- but decided against it. I decided that if it were meant to be I would just be blown to Oz because I couldn't be bothered. We didn't get a tornado where I live but there were signs of them closeby. We did get a lot of wind and rain which blew under my back door. I just spread out some towels and went to bed. It is a lovely day today with more excitement promised for this evening. Yay.
|Photo off the internet -- don't know who to credit but thanks!|
Not feeling well, no energy, and bad weather has given me time to do some reading. I have always been the sort that hones in on a particular author and then set out to read everything they have written. I have my favorite authors just like everybody does, I am sure. However, the other day I had finished a book and was looking for something new to read and ran across an article about Anne Tyler. It was interesting. I then set out to read a blog by mlhall.com and lo and behold, he had written a review of an Anne Tyler book so I took that as a sign. I went to my neighborhood Half Price Books and picked up two AT titles -- "Back When We Were Grownups" and "Saint Maybe". I began with the first and was immediately drawn in.
This is the story of Rebecca. Rebecca with Will. Rebecca with Joe. Rebecca with four daughters. Rebecca at 53 who discovers she has become a completely different person. I could identify on any number of levels. The book is so well written it was a joy to read. The dialogue flowed beautifully, the humor natural, the descriptions were beautiful. I could just envision the brownstone -- The Open Arms -- in all its dilapidated glory. The family interaction is so, well, normal -- this could be anybody's family. It was a great read -- it wasn't a mystery but it was definitely "cozy". I would definitely recommend and I was sorry to see it end. I have already started on "Saint Maybe" and it already has me hooked.
But...you have to feel sorry for Will. That is all I am going to say.
So, folks, that is what I have been doing. Not much, actually and trying to play catch up today. Thankfully I feel good enough to do that. Have a wonderful weekend and Happy Mother's Day to all my mom readers.