December 2022 in Review

Posted on December 29, 2022 by Thistle

So I have this weird thing about not posting the former year’s stuff in the new year. Something about leaving it behind. I don’t know. In any case, this can get tricky, because technically you can’t review a month (or a year) until said month/year is over. It’s only a few days off, though, so I’m going to go ahead and post this, and simply update it with my daily photo collage and any new highlights, news, etc as necessary.

In general, I’ve quite enjoyed December. I got to see a lot of friends and family, including having Laurence back from college and having Morrigan and Katy come in for a few days around Christmas. I took it easy for the month, spending my time mostly on events and gatherings that I enjoyed, without stressing too much about to-do lists. Of course, I also spent a lot of time procrastinating before December, so there were a few days where I had to rush to manage all my Christmas stuff way later than normal, heh. But because I tried to do that all in a few days, I certainly did feel productive!

Christmas itself was delightful. Like I said, two of our kids (plus our amazing future daughter-in-law) were at home with us, and we video-conferenced with our third in Korea. We met Morrigan’s two kittens and had a very laid back year for us because normal events ended up spread out over a longer period of time. That polar vortex caused a bit of anxiety, but our power and water stayed on this year, plus it meant that we got a cold Christmas! (Some years we have an 85-degree Christmas, so this is def better!) We kept plenty of food and an insulated shelter (that sadly went unused) out for the feral cats, and both Lord Grey and the little calico we’ve been trying to trap made it through the cold weather. I was very worried about them out in those temps! Jason went all out on Christmas gifts this year, and I’m so very excited about so many of the things I received. (Honestly, I think he wanted to make up for the fact that there’s been a rift in my family, which is really sweet of him.) I’m especially excited for the cat stroller that I hope to get my babies used to!

Reading and Watching
I read four books this month, despite my original plan to read a whole heck of a lot. That’s just not me in December. The books will keep to the new year! I didn’t watch much this month either, other than our annual rewatch of traditional Gignacery Christmas movies (Rudolph, and Pee Wee’s Christmas Special, heh). I did work on a puzzle while Jason and Laurence watched Die Hard. I didn’t actually want to see that movie, so I listened to it in the same room, ha! I mean, it’s Alan Rickman. I can listen to Alan Rickman pretty much anywhere under any circumstance.

(fave: Kiss Her Once for Me)

Goals
I made my 2023 goals this month, rather than focusing on the dying embers of 2022.

The Ferals
I didn’t think I would have much to say about cats this month. I was wrong. During December, the last of our former fosters got adopted out. Lord Grey, our little feral, began to mew at us and trust us a lot more. A calico that I’d caught on overnight camera a few times began to come to the yard daily the week before Christmas, and as best as I can confirm through FB and Next Door, she’s an unfixed stray. We began trap-training her (or attempting to!) after Christmas, and hopefully soon she’ll never have babies again! King – the giant tomcat who was Shai and Hulud’s father – has been sniffing around and following the calico in and out of the yard, so I know he’s on the prowl. I really wish we could TNR him but we need a bigger trap! Lastly, even though I said I wouldn’t have any more fosters in 2022, I broke. It had been a month since we’d had any kittens in the house, and a little singleton came up who just needed to spend a couple weeks gaining weight! Her name is Petunia and she’s the sweetest, cuddliest, bestest kitty ever. And honestly, I’m kinda glad that I’m going to start the new year with a foster!!

House
Oy. It was not a fun one in house issues. First, our kitchen lights – which were apparently connected to each other so that if one failed, they’d all fail – failed. We had to pull them out (they were old tube florescents) and temporarily replace them with LED fixtures. Eventually, we have to figure out a solution that doesn’t involved super-recessed lights. Then Jason tried to fix a leak in the main bathtub, which was a disaster that involved an entire old pipe bursting all over the bathroom and water gushing everywhere. We had to call out plumbers to rip the whole thing out. Then when they did that, they found signs of old termite activity behind the walls, and we had to call someone out to verify that there was no active infestation. Thankfully, there wasn’t, so the plumbers were able to finish their job, and now we need to get parts of the bathroom re-drywalled (also by a professional!). That last part is still being scheduled, so likely won’t be until January.

Health/Fitness
Here’s a crazy thing: the medication that I’m on is currently on backorder in several different doses with a nationwide shortage. I was meant to move up to the next dose in mid-December, but instead had to move backwards to the entry dose just to stay on the medicine at all! Beyond that, I’ve mostly been trying to slowly recover after having covid at the end of November, doing a little yoga here and there but otherwise not pushing myself too hard. Jason and I took a long walk on our anniversary and saw the Big Tree (including the fire damage), and it reminded me just how unused to walking my feet have become, ha! Maybe if I start walking my cats around the block in their new stroller, I’ll get my feet back to normal, ha!

Favorite Photos
There is a possibility that I’ll redo this section once December is over, if new favorites appear over the next couple days. Why is that different than just waiting to post? I couldn’t tell you. It just is. **ETA: The second photo is indeed updated, as I added two new photos from my grandparents’ memorial on the 31st.

Top, left to right: side-eye under the tree; a Queen; my Jason
Bottom, left to right: on the deck; in bloom; dove by morning

Top, left to right: a homemade plaque left at the Big Tree (not ours, btw – we’re Leave No Trace people); Phoenix (Morrigan and Katy’s kitten) up high; the little grey fox-kitten
Bottom, left to right: portrait of my cousin Joc; in memoriam; Angus in the Christmas sunbeams

Highlights of December
Like I said, it’s been a good month!

  • my new puzzle advent calendar
  • Lord Grey hanging out on the deck! and then getting more comfortable with us more generally!
  • Dexter and Deedee both got adopted in early December; doesn’t look like together, sadly, but at least they both got adopted quickly // Also, Panini (mother of our bistro babies) finally showed up on the list and got adopted within days!
  • hired for my second photoshoot!
  • much improved bloodwork after 14 weeks of Mounjaro!
  • cookie party at a friend’s house
  • new laptop to replace the one that’s almost five years old, and OH MY it makes photo editing so much better and faster!!!
  • dinner out with friends
  • Laurence is home!!!
  • finished my 2023 vision board! (first pic in the blog post)
  • a friend of mine got engaged!
  • holiday gift exchange party with my hiker friends
  • the ridiculousness that is playing Anomia with Laurence
  • making and decorating sugar cookies for Christmas
  • visiting the Big Tree and discovering that someone has left a large painted rock in front of it to say, “Respect the Domain of Father Oak” (pictured above)
  • seeing Morrigan for the first time since Jan 2021 and getting to spend a few days with him, Katy, and their two kittens who are sooooo cute! –>
  • getting to talk (and see via facetime) to Ambrose on Christmas Eve (their Christmas morning)
  • uncontrollable laughter as the family read out the Christmas stories written by the kids over the years, including stories from when they were as young as four years old, and then more uncontrollable laughter as we recounted these stories to my dad, stepmom, and half-sister the next day
  • a new foster kitten – yes, I know, I know…
  • the absolute best chicken-potato curry puff pastry handpies, mmmm
  • finding an interesting Beaujolais Nouveau on sale at HEB, and discovering that it presents bright red almost like raspberry juice, and very distinctly tastes of vanilla – then discovering that this year’s batch of BN is considered one of the best and very limited due to weather conditions; then getting a few more clearance bottles off the rack to enjoy in the future! (ours is pictured center at that link)
  • a lovely memorial service for my grandparents
  • beautiful photos of different members of my family
  • game night with friends for New Year’s

Coming up in January
A new year, hopefully a wonderful new year!

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2022 in Books

Posted on December 28, 2022 by Thistle

As things have been since the pandemic began, I’ve been really lackadaisical when it comes to reading all year. Honestly, I’m not sure when this trend will end, but it is what it is. I read 50 books in 2022, including 3 rereads and a further 3 books that I abandoned past the halfway point. Here are a few further bookish stats from the year:

Book Type: 44 fiction – 6 nonfiction
Fiction Type: 25 speculative – 19 realistic
Media: 27 text – 22 audio – 1 visual
Audience: 40 adult – 9 YA – 1 children’s
Authors: 38 women – 7 men – 1 nonbinary – 4 combo/multiple

New to me authors: 19
Most read authors: Brandon Sanderson (6 including the 3 he co-wrote with Janci Patterson) – Note that this total also includes two rereads, but even if I exclude those, Sanderson still has the most with 4 this year.

Shortest book: Community Cats (127 pgs)
Longest book: Any Way the Wind Blows (574 pgs)
Shortest audio: The Gentle Art of Swedish Death Cleaning (2:37)
Longest audio: The Ink Black Heart (32:42)

A few bookish things: 

  • 1 translation (Swedish)
  • 4 chunksters
  • 1 collection
  • 3 books that I wish I’d abandoned
  • 5 books out of my comfort zone
  • total pages read: 8,988
  • total audio listened to: 262 hours and 38 mins
  • most and least popular on Goodreads (excluding rereads) are The Paris Apartment (~250k) and Community Cats (23) **as of 12/27
  • highest and lowest rated on GR are Tiny But Mighty (4.75) and Horror Hotel (3.36) **as of 12/27

Best bookish experience: Brandon Sanderson’s announcement and accompanying kickstarter for his four secret novels and a year of Sanderson material and swag coming in 2023!

Best book-related discovery: I do not want to go mountaineering (ha!). I know that sounds silly, but as an avid hiker, I’ve discovered through books that mountaineering is just a step (or five) too far for me.

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Best of the Year

So I have two things to say about this. First, even books that were stand-out to me while reading ended up fading to nothing by the time I’m writing this, just because of the way my brain is processing books these days. I’ve had to kind of look back and guess what my favorites would have been had my brain been fully into reading. Second, the book that stands out the most, the one that I really ended up loving far more than expected, is one that I wish wasn’t in my best-of-the-year. That book is The Ink Black Heart by Robert Galbraith, aka JK Rowling, aka one of the biggest slimeballs in modern fiction. It has been really hard to separate the author from the work, and I’ve only attempted it because I was several books into the series (one I really loved) before discovering the slimeball nature of the author. In setting aside my loathing of the author, the book itself was really, really good, and not at all what people (who haven’t read it) have been reporting it to be (in plot, theme, or message). It has stayed with me for months, and I’ve had to concede that it’s probably my favorite of the year. Other favorites include:

  • The Second Blind Son: gorgeous writing, brilliant story, such a comfort to return to this world
  • The Change: I don’t think I’ve ever read a book as bad-ass as this one!
  • Runner up: A Stitch in Time: genre-bending in the best way
  • Runner up: The Book of Cold Cases: there are parts of this book that I still can’t stop thinking about!

Abandoned Books

I abandoned three books this year. The first was Cackle, which I wrote about toward the beginning of the year. The second was a book called Hotel Magnifique, which had this weird promise of being like both Caraval and The Night Circus. Having read both of those books, I don’t feel like they have anything in common except a general (VERY general) setting, and in the end, HM ended up far more like Caraval, which I hated. The main character (of HM) does nothing but get people in trouble and has the oddest luck, both good and bad. There’s also a lot of “let’s use the main character’s ignorance as a way to world-build.” The whole book was frustrating and I eventually gave it up. The last abandoned book was a short nonfic called Haunted History of Old San Antonio, which I also write about separately.

Most Fun to Read

  • Love & Other Disasters: sapphic romance by way of GBBO? Yes, please!
  • Curfew: This almost made my best-of runner-ups, another bad-ass book about a society that actually protects its women
  • The Change: menopause = development of magic powers that allow women to protect other women? This is another yes, please!
  • A Stitch in Time: I have never been so excited to find a new author as I was reading this delightful time traveling mystery-romance!

Most Beautiful Writing

  • The Hacienda: At first I struggled to catch the rhythm of the writing, but once I did, I was immersed in the most beautiful poetic lilt.
  • The Locked Room: Rather than the writing itself being beautiful, it’s the incredibly evocative way that Griffiths brought the early days of the pandemic flooding back to your senses that landed this book under this category!

Most Disappointing and/or Distasteful

  • The House Across the Lake: Can we say “distasteful use of indigenous tropes to flood in a horror element to the book”? Gag.
  • Any Way the Wind Blows: I literally thought my copy was missing the last few pages, it was so incomplete.
  • You’re Invited: I thought I was getting a look into Sri Lankan culture, but instead ended up with played out stereotypes and shock-writing and an extremely predictable story.

Best Settings, Vividness, and/or Visceral Moments

  • The Book of Cold Cases: There’s this moment with the narrator has her first paranormal experience, and in the days that follow, her brain doesn’t just accept it. Instead, she’s constantly whipping around, expecting objects to be moving behind her or to see something impossible. It was the most realistic description of a reaction to the paranormal that I’ve ever read.
  • Remote Control: When Fatima becomes Sankofa, and her experience of the village post transformation – I can’t say more without spoilers, but this was an extremely visceral bit of description
  • Breathless: I felt like I was on that mountain, with little air, with the cold and the fear and the next-to-dying nature of above-8k-meters mountaineering – I could definitely tell the author had lived through the visceral experience of climbing a mountain
  • The Locked Room: I discussed above, but Griffiths really managed to bring in that chaotic, confusing, and claustrophobic feel of the early days of Covid.

Best Relationships

  • the mountaineers and the Sherpas, Breathless: I don’t know if this is always true in real life, but the narrator of this book and several of the other mountaineers were so respectful of the Sherpas helping them (aka keeping them alive), and I loved that, especially in a world where “the help” is often treated invisibly at best, like garbage at worst.
  • the three female friends, The Change: We all deserve to have a circle of friends this supportive and loyal!
  • Harbinder and her roommate, Bleeding Heart Yard: Oh, she is so, so clueless that her roommate (and crush) wants to be more than friends…

Books that Changed Me

  • How to Take Awesome Photos of Cats: Taught me a series of photo-editing tricks that I was later able to expand on, greatly improving my photography skills in general.
  • Tiny But Mighty: I learned so much from this book, which helped me keep several kittens alive when I had zero experience in caring for ones that young!

(oh the irony of these authors being married to each other…)

Physical Books I Bought / Kept From My 2022 Reads

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Once again, let’s hope that next year will be a better one in books. Though honestly, if I continue to read around 50 books a year with just a few that stand out over time, I’m okay with that. Better than the years of 200 a year and very little sticking around longterm…

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Sunday Coffee – Merry Christmas!

Posted on December 25, 2022 by Thistle

Merry Christmas, happy holidays, hope and peace to you! Whatever you celebrate (or don’t celebrate), I hope you’re having a wonderful weekend in your part of the world!

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Horrorstör, by Grady Hendrix

Posted on December 23, 2022 by Thistle

The Cuyahoga branch of Orsk – a knockoff Ikea – has never performed as well as other branches. Now, damage is occurring overnight, and Amy is roped into a night shift to catch whoever is prowling the store when closed. Only, these prowlers aren’t exactly alive, and they aren’t exactly friendly…

One moral of the story: Maybe don’t build on top of sites that lend themselves toward demonic haunting activity, like, say, asylums or labor prisons or burial grounds. Because haunted houses are bad enough. Haunted big box stores are worse. Another moral: Big box stores are also kinda creepy without the paranormal bits, and often they aren’t all that great at taking care of their employees, even when said employees are indoctrinated with company spirit.

I honestly don’t have a lot to say about this one. My previous experience with Hendrix wasn’t great, but a friend encouraged me to give this one a try, so I did. It was good. Silly, over the top, but funny in a good way. Maybe a bit too much gore for me in the second half, but not so bad that I had to stop reading. Plus it’s nice to see through the comedic elements to the anti-consumerist, capitalist satire underneath.

PS – Read the item descriptions that precede each chapter. They’re some of the best parts.

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23 Years

Posted on December 22, 2022 by Thistle

How it started:

How it’s going:

Happy 23rd anniversary, my love.

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Sunday Coffee – slowly not-so-feral

Posted on December 18, 2022 by Thistle

I’m honestly not sure when I last talked about Lord Grey on this blog. Brief recap: Lord Grey was a kitten when we first saw him in early August 2021. We tried to lure him and trap him in order to socialize him and save him from feral life, but after a couple days, he disappeared and we didn’t see him again. Not til late Feb 2022, that is. When we first started seeing a bunch of new feral cats in our yard, displaced by nearby construction, I started putting out food and set up video cameras to try to evaluate what we needed to do to get the situation under control. Lord Grey was the first cat to partake of the food, and immediately adopted our yard as his home base. We did trap him and take him in to be TNRed, only to discover that someone had already gotten him fixed, but not ear-tipped or microchipped or anything. He was definitely a feral cat, not an indoor/outdoor pet. So we allowed him to become our responsibility, feeding him twice a day, as he got more comfortable around our yard.

(Aug 2021, Feb 2022)

Comfortable around our yard doesn’t equal comfortable with us, however. The second he would see one of us, he would run right out the hole in the fence and hide until we were gone. Only in the last month or two did we notice that when Jason brought food to him, he would run out the hole and immediate stick his head back in to watch from a safe distance. Only in the last month or two did he allow me to go out onto our deck and watch/film him as he ate, rather than running away. After eight months, that was progress!

(throughout 2022)

However, just this month, Lord Grey has made astonishing strides in trust, and given me hope that we may one day have a closer relationship with this baby.

First, back on the third, he chased a squirrel up onto our deck. It’s the first time (that we know of) that he’s been on our deck, and after the squirrel got away, he decided to stay. He was very interested in our cats, who were watching him out the back french doors, and he didn’t even run when I brought out my camera and began taking photos of him. He saw me pet our cats, which I honestly think is what brought on a bit more trust for these later incidents.

About a week later, when I went to give him his afternoon food, he didn’t run to the hole in the deck immediately. He watched me approach, gave a big stretch, and then walked over to the next tree between his food bowl and the hole. There, he stopped, and he just watched me as I fed him. It was literally the first time ever that he hasn’t left the yard when one of us fed him!

Since then, I’ve tried to take every afternoon feeding super slow. I click my tongue at him, rattle his food so he knows it’s coming, walk slowly, etc. He has taken to retreating in stages, and most days he stops just at the hole in the fence, which is a few feet further than the tree where he stopped the first day. However, this past Thursday, not only did he stop at the tree, but 1) he didn’t even run to the tree until I was five feet from him, despite him watching me the whole time, and 2) he mewed at me several times while at the tree. I mewed back at him, and we had a conversation!

(left: standing by the hole; right: halfway between tree and hole; no pics yet of him at the tree, but he’s stayed there twice now)

Y’all, this is BIG. If you don’t know, feral cats do not use meowing with humans. To communicate with humans is a big step forward in trust, and I found out that it’s even more than that. With me, he used this really high-pitched meow, and when I told Jason, he was surprised, because a few times recently, he’s also mewed at J – only his meow was low and croaky. It’s like he’s imitating the voices that we use to talk to him. Jason feeds him in the morning and when he talks, his voice is croaky and froggy. I talk to him in the afternoon, in a high pitched baby voice. Lord Grey is mimicking us as he tries to communicate. Oh my heart!

I really do hope that one day we can help this baby to fully trust us. We want to be able to give him love and make sure he is safe and healthy. A few months ago, he showed up with these weird scrapes all over his fur and we didn’t know if he’d gotten scraped by a physical object, sheering hair away, or if he’d gotten into something like ringworm or mange. (No blood, just lighter, scalier patches on his fur.) There was no way to treat the latter, though, and thankfully the scrapes grew out so it seems like he just had some hair sheered away. We want him to trust us enough to treat any injuries or illnesses, to give him shelter on cold nights, to get pets and love (as he seems to be a solo kitty, lacking any community to shelter with). It’s been almost a year since we began feeding him daily, and we’re finally making progress!

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Kiss Her Once for Me, by Alison Cochrun

Posted on December 15, 2022 by Thistle

Ellie’s carefully crafted life plans went down the toilet after last Christmas, when she spent a day falling in love only to it meant nothing to the other woman. Soon, she was fired from her dream job, and now struggles to stay afloat as another Christmas looms ahead. She has no idea what possessed drunk-her to agree to a mad plan of a fake engagement, and things get much, much worse when she discovers that her fake-fiancé is the brother of the woman from last Christmas.

Y’all. You know how I was just saying that I have an entire pile of books sitting on my shelf and I needed to do a little December readathon to get through them? I am soooooo tempted to just end my reading year with this little gem of a queer romantic comedy. It was so perfect: Portland, every flavor of the alphabet-mafia-rainbow, Christmas, hilarious one-liners, sexual tension, tugged heart strings, such relatable parent-based trauma and fear of failure…it was really just so perfect. It would be the best way to end the reading year, even if I know that at least one book I planned to read after this will be one I also love. Still. Maybe that book can just wait, and my 2023 TBR pile can just be 10-15 books longer than it usually is, and I can have my quiet December playing this lovely story in my head rather than moving on to the next thing.

Seriously. I’m not usually one for Christmas books, or cheesy rom-coms, but this book wins. I’ll leave y’all with some of my favorite lines:

Jack nods curtly. “Yes. It seems like we’ve had some kind of miscommunication about what happened last year. Miscommunications are for the straights,” she says with self-righteous indignation. “We are going to talk this out.”

“You know what’s actually harsh? The fact that you never watch the TikToks I send you–”

I’m about 90 percent sure a drunk napkin contract is not a legally binding document, but that remaining 10 percent is wreaking havoc on my anxiety.

[The dog] flops down in the snow and rolls back and forth, making the dog equivalent of a snow angel. “So that’s Paul Hollywood.”
“He’s less dignified than he seems on Bake Off.”
“They say you should never meet your heroes.”

The thing is, I used to dream about someone who would always choose me above everything else. There was romance in that dream, sure. I wanted someone who would see all my flaws and still lean in and tell me I’m beautiful. … I wanted someone who would see the whole mess of me…and wouldn’t get freaked out or turned off. Someone who would kiss me anyway.
So yes. It was a romantic delusion. But beneath the desire to be cherished was the ever-present thrum of my desire to be chosen. I wanted someone who would pick me to be their family.

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The Lost Metal, by Brandon Sanderson (audio)

Posted on December 12, 2022 by Thistle

This is the fourth installment of a Mistborn series that takes place between the first and second trilogies (of three trilogies) that Sanderson says he has planned for the Mistborn world (Scadrial). You can read the GoodReads summary if you want details, but essentially this is a side-series that is essentially a fantasy western, complete with gun-toting constables and the days of early electric technology.

Before I address this particular book, I need to say this: I loved the original Mistborn trilogy. They’re the first books I read by Sanderson, the books that eased me into his world (both his writing world and into the Cosmere). I chose them originally because they seemed the most approachable for someone who had never read “high fantasy” before. They’re still my go-to recommendation for people who want to start reading Sanderson. Back then, I knew that there were a trio of trilogies planned and roughly their time periods, so I was surprised when these Wax & Wayne books began releasing. They were a side project, I heard, that turned into something more. People loved them.

I…didn’t. Actually, I couldn’t stand them. I’m not a fan of westerns and I really despised Wayne in particular. The first book, The Alloy of Law, was my first disliked Sanderson book. It took me years to come around to reading the second book, which I ended up liking a bit more. I thought maybe it was just the first book, just a dud, but then I read the third and disliked it almost as much. All that to say that I was not excited going into this book. Most Sanderson books, I began reading the instant they’re available, even going so far as to read pre-released chapters that Tor often puts out in the weeks leading up to release. This book released in November, and it took me weeks to finally download the audio and get going.

So why read it at all? It’s important. Not just to the Mistborn world, but the Cosmere as a whole. There is a lot of crossover between these novels, and while each series can be read standalone and you don’t have to pay attention to the Cosmere to read them, I’m definitely a huge Cosmere fan and want to know everything there is about it. I love learning all the secrets. I want to know everything. So yes, after debating for weeks if I should reread the three previous books (which I barely remembered), I decided to just try to read The Lost Metal cold, just to get through it, just to get to the secrets.

In the end, I put it on par with the second book of the series, Shadows of Self. I enjoyed it more than the first or third, but it’s not likely a book I’ll reread. I’m glad I read it, I’m glad I got the secrets…but that’s about it. I’ll be happy to move to a different Mistborn era with different characters and (hopefully) a less cowboy feel.

Performance: The audiobook is read by Michael Kramer, who performs a lot of Sanderson’s books, including the entire Mistborn series so far. He’s one of those middle-of-the-road performers for me, not a fave but not bad either. The weirdest thing about this book was that he uses a lot of the same accents as he uses in the Stormlight Archive audios, so there were characters who sounded nearly identical to ones from an entirely different planet. That’s only an issue when you’re dealing with a series where certain people can literally hop from planet to planet, heh.

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Sunday Coffee – So Many Books

Posted on December 11, 2022 by Thistle

Back in mid-September, my reading mojo just completely disappeared. I finished reading one book on 9/10, and didn’t finish another until 10/5. For most of that time, I wasn’t reading at all. Then, the rest of October, I only managed to finish four total books, and one of those was a 2-hour audio novella! In November, I literally read a single book. So far, December is going better – mostly because I’ve forced myself to finish a few audiobooks – but my TBR stack, kept under control for most of 2022, is skyrocketing at an alarming rate.

A big cause of this? Book of the Month. My physical non-library books are stacking up. I’ve been grabbing a lot more books from BotM, including add-ons, for the last few months. I mostly read books from the library or on audio, so these physical, owned books tend to fall to the wayside a bit unless I’m particularly excited for them the second they arrive. Result being that I now have more than half a dozen owned physical unread books sitting on my shelf. While it’s an unusual thing in the book world, I don’t usually have unread books on my shelf. These I have now equal more unread, owned books on my shelf than I’ve had since spring of 2011.

Additionally, I have a whole pile of books on hold from the library that are all starting to come in after months of being on the waiting list. Beyond that, my virtual TBR is starting to stack up. Normally, I take that opportunity to order the 20-30 books on the virtual list from the library in order to preview and determine which of them to cull, but with so many currently at home, I don’t want to add more to my plate. However, this does mean that I probably need to have a little personal readathon to clear my shelves out a little. Probably with less ruthlessness than usual, however, since I actually did spend money on these.

In good news, two of the long-time library holds I received this week both ended up being culled from my list after a little preview-reading and some spoilery reviews on GoodReads. (Spoilery reviews are the absolute best for helping me to determine if something is worth continuing when I’m not sure!!) One of those books (As Long As the Lemon Trees Grow) is one I might return to in the future as it seems to be a very well-written book, just too gruesome/heavy for my current mental health. On the other hand, I’m soooo happy I abandoned The Family Game before I got to the more, shall we say, over-the-top sections. (Seriously, if you have no interest in this book, check out the spoilery reviews. It’s like Mystery Science Theatre for books! I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time.)

Normally, December is a very quiet, non-bookish month for me. It’s not unusual for me to finish only 1-2 books. This year, there will be four audiobooks in addition to whatever I finish in print, unless I choose to put off the one that releases on the 27th (Nine Liars!!!!!!!) and start the new year with it. I’m going to have to annoy myself by posting 2022 reviews all the way into 2023, long after my end-of-year book wrap-up, which I despise doing! I like to end the year full-stop before the 1st, but I also can’t stomach not reviewing most of the books that I read. Who knows? Maybe after months and months of barely getting a post or two out each week, I’ll start posting 5-6 times a week just in time for everyone to be too busy with holidays to read blogs anyway. Heh.

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WW – A Food Time Capsule

Posted on December 7, 2022 by Thistle

Back in 2011, I was deep into the process of losing the weight I’d gained during the 11 years of hidden teeth infections (1998 to 2009). My goal was to lose 100 lbs, and that summer, I’d hit the halfway mark. For some reason I can’t account for, the first milestone along this journey that I celebrated was when I hit a third of the way to my goal, and I did it by stacking up a pile of books that weighed the same as I’d lost so far. I did the same at the half, 2/3rds, and goal weights, and with the final one, I stood on the piles that represented 100 lbs of books. (It was a fun picture, but extremely precarious, and I’ll never do that again, heh.) But books weren’t my only way of marking progress, and at the halfway mark in the summer of 2011, Jason and I decided to do a similar photo set, only with our table carrying 50 lbs of food.

At the time, there were a lot of photos going around social media that said stuff like, “This is what 20 lbs looks like in sticks of butter,” and you’d have people taking photos with boxes of butter around them to represent what they’d lost so far. It was uniform, easily identifiable, and a fairly universal concept. However, we didn’t want to buy and then store 50 lbs of butter or some other individual food, so we used a smorgasbord from our pantry and fridge to make up those 50 lbs.

We took a couple different photos, and because I was so entranced with how different I looked after over a decade of being unable to control anything my body did, I ended up keeping them all. They’re fun photos to look back on, but honestly, I like them better now because they serve as a kind of family food time capsule. In the summer of 2011, my kids were 10, 9, and 7. Morrigan was about to start his last year of elementary school, and he’d just had braces put on for the first time. I used to throw “dance parties” for them in the living room, and I still brought them with me down to the park to walk (before they started complaining that they were bored of it). Food is an ever-evolving item in a household with children as they grow and accept/reject foods, as you discover food allergies or intolerances, as you introduce new things, as old things stop being made, as you get tired of some meals and move on to new ones.

These photos show me what we ate in the Gignacery 11.5 years ago. Cereal and milk was a staple. Back then, we could get big bags of frozen chicken breasts from HEB. You still can, but in 2017, the quality of the chicken changed and half of it would be unusable, so we stopped getting them. I can’t remember the last time we bought Greek Gods yogurt. Mini bagels used to be a staple of my snacks, but I never eat them anymore. We were drinking fat-free milk then, and have moved to 2% or whole milk now. I have absolutely no idea why we had a giant jug of Ragu because I can’t remember ever using that for spaghetti. I also have no idea why we had Great Value oats because we tended to avoid that brand as much as possible. And so on.

It’s great, having these little time capsule photos. Not only do I see the spread of food, but it’s also a throwback for me to see those ridiculous chairs we had (which came from the mormon church, heh), and the stupid curtains that were up on our house when we moved in (2006) and we literally never bothered to take down the entire nine years we lived there. There was that shirt that I loved, and hey, this was back when my hair was really curly and not nearly so grey, ha! Anyway, I’ll stop strolling along memory lane, but I quite enjoyed this. It makes me think I need to document food over time a little more often (even if not in a plunked out pile like this one!).

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