My co-workers and I would joke that anyone who came into an interview at a library who answered the question: "Why do you want to work here?" with "I like books." automatically fails the interview.
The thing is, if we didn't like books, we wouldn't be there. ;)
I am happy to have my summer off not only to catch up on knitting, but also reading. I never get time to sit down and just read a book during the school year (between work and my own school), unless they are super quick YA books. So I just sat down and read Stephen King's latest book Mr. Mercedes.
I'm a huge Stephen King fan, and the first novels I ever read were his. My dad had a rule that as long as whatever I chose to read was something I would read in front of him, I'd be allowed to read it. It was the same rule his aunt gave him, and the same rule I give my kids; if you are embarrassed to be reading it, it's probably not appropriate.
Anyway, King's latest book was an interesting departure from his usual. But still a great read, and still written in his style. I read it in about 2 days, and enjoyed it. I'm trying to think of what else to read.
So I stumbled on this club called Book Riot. If anyone has ever done it, I'd love to hear feedback. It's $50 a quarter, you can quit any time, and you get a box of books and other "literary goodies" (along the lines of a yarn club, where you get the yarn and other yarnie goodness). I think it's a cool idea, and I love the "no commitment" angle--whether because it wasn't my cup of tea or because I wouldn't have time to read during the school year
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Jammin' on a hot summer night
So Nick, Emily and I went berry picking on Thursday. We picked flat of strawberries at Cuff Farms, took them home and did nothing with them.
Friday we picked up Anna from camp. 6 hours of total driving. And, we did nothing with the strawberries. Except I thought I was pretty ingenious and fit the entire flat into the fridge. I had to move a bunch of stuff, put it the long way and take out a shelf on the door.
Fast travel to Saturday. Nicholas stayed at a friend's house, and comes bopping in about 1pm. "Oh they gave me a pint of strawberries, so I'm trading them a jam from the freezer".
Have I told you how possessive I am about this jam? How I covet it? I don't even give any to family members. My mother in law just LOVES it, and told me when I go strawberry picking I should bring her some because I know how she loves it.
Did I tell you that I told her she should go berry-picking when she's in Virginia this week with evil Sister-in-law and have HER make some jam?
So I literally saw strawberry red when my son handed out my jam. Because I don't need a strawberry to jam trade. I have strawberries. That are just sitting in my fridge waiting for me to do something with them.
*sigh*
We made freezer jam last year, before I got a water bath canner. So I decided I wanted to do "real" canning and can jam this year in my water canner.
Did I tell you we probably just had today to do it so the berries were still good?
Oh and I'm sure I failed to mention that it's 86 degrees with 90% humidity. And our air conditioner went out the beginning of the week (we think it's the thermostat, but the guy isn't coming to look at it until next week)?
Yeah, I probably forgot to tell you all that.
Anyway, I canned. And roasted. The good news is I probably sweat about 10 lbs off. It was like a sauna. And I have 18 little jars of my labor of love.
And no. You can't have any.
Friday we picked up Anna from camp. 6 hours of total driving. And, we did nothing with the strawberries. Except I thought I was pretty ingenious and fit the entire flat into the fridge. I had to move a bunch of stuff, put it the long way and take out a shelf on the door.
Fast travel to Saturday. Nicholas stayed at a friend's house, and comes bopping in about 1pm. "Oh they gave me a pint of strawberries, so I'm trading them a jam from the freezer".
Have I told you how possessive I am about this jam? How I covet it? I don't even give any to family members. My mother in law just LOVES it, and told me when I go strawberry picking I should bring her some because I know how she loves it.
Did I tell you that I told her she should go berry-picking when she's in Virginia this week with evil Sister-in-law and have HER make some jam?
So I literally saw strawberry red when my son handed out my jam. Because I don't need a strawberry to jam trade. I have strawberries. That are just sitting in my fridge waiting for me to do something with them.
*sigh*
We made freezer jam last year, before I got a water bath canner. So I decided I wanted to do "real" canning and can jam this year in my water canner.
Did I tell you we probably just had today to do it so the berries were still good?
Oh and I'm sure I failed to mention that it's 86 degrees with 90% humidity. And our air conditioner went out the beginning of the week (we think it's the thermostat, but the guy isn't coming to look at it until next week)?
Yeah, I probably forgot to tell you all that.
Anyway, I canned. And roasted. The good news is I probably sweat about 10 lbs off. It was like a sauna. And I have 18 little jars of my labor of love.
And no. You can't have any.
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Summertime fun
So to sum up summer so far: We're pretty poor, we've been spending lots of time in the backyard pool, I've been playing a lot of Fallout: New Vegas (and Viva Pinata--don't ask). I'm currently reading Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King. We're going to go strawberry picking (and do some jam making) this afternoon. Anna is at camp until tomorrow; we haven't heard from her so we are hoping for the best. Saturday is Star Wars night at the Timber Rattlers game (woohoo!). It's all good!
And I have been knitting, which is awesome (I actually have time!!). I just finished this illusion scarf as a test knit. I can't wait until the pattern is published to share it with you. If you watch Dr. Who, and know the Weeping Angels story:
Now I need to learn to spin! I'll be joining the local spinning guild to not only get assistance, but to watch and learn from experts. My biggest problem is I can't get the yarn to wind onto the bobbin--I think my springs need replacing. So I try, try again! And watch a lot of YouTube videos.
Stay tuned: I've also been accepted for Blogging for Books. My first book is a Nicky Epstein knitting book to review. :)
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