Ok, so I’ve become a total literary snob, which means I’ve come to hate all contemporary novels, right? You can imagine my dread when my dad brought me a book to read which was written in 1999. I’ve been putting it off since he left. Besides, I had an Anthony Trollope book to finish, plus an Eden Southworth sequel to wrap up. But he’s my book buddy. He reads everything I send him and that makes me obligated to read whatever he sends me back. So I started this book, and oh my heck… I’m so hooked. I can’t put it down. It is so good and I love it. I’m gonna make my husband read it when I’m done – which will be a trick because he only reads warranties, directions, and ‘how to’ manuals for vacuum cleaners, welding equipment and car engines.
I now will have to give a qualification when I turn up my nose and snobbishly quip, “I don’t read contemporary authors… except for Frank Peretti” I’m halfway thru The Visitation . Highly recommendable.
In other news, I never do tags. But this one was fun. It came from DeeDeeUK
1. Who is your man? Geoff aka Geoff the Great aka Jefferson (I’m the only one allowed to call him Jefferson) And on a side note, he only calls me Honey, Jen, or Jenny (he’s the only one allowed to call me Jenny). Last week I was outside and all of a sudden I heard a man’s voice call, “JENEFER!” it took me a while to realize it was my husband calling for ME. It was weird. I don’t think he’s ever called me that the whole time I’ve known him. I actually almost got offended.
2. How long have you been together? 14 1/2 years married but, uh, like 15 years including meeting each other and being “engaged”.
16. Who mows the lawn? Ryann and Emmiko
17. Who cooks dinner? Me
24. Who asked who out? We were completely and totally only friends and would go out all the time together
Thanks DeeDee! That was a fun tag. I never do tags.
My son, Dippy, just came in my room and asked if we could ‘have a little prayer together’. And then he prayed for all sorts of stuff and ended it with, “And dear Lord, please help my mom live as long as she’s sposed to”.
Apparently I am, indeed, raising a Calvinist.