Both the title of the book I’m reading, and where I went today.
The book is by Ruth Ozeki. I read it a few years ago and liked it well enough. The other day I was thinking of books to look for on BookMooch, and I remembered it, and remembered also that it was set in Idaho. So it was promptly mooched.
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SillyBilly has grown, as he is wont to do, and most of his pants, while fitting his skinny butt, are real floods at the ankle. Very hard to find pants for this boy. We went to the local awesome thrift store first, as they have loads of kids’ clothes. Today, not so much. No suitable pants to be found. But I did find this lovely item, for the not-very-princely sum of $35:
(If you look closely, you’ll notice that the pillows have an African wildlife motif. They will be turned around to the plain side. or re-covered, because they are a bit too kitsch for me. The kids love them, of course. Otherwise this is in the running for the Nicest Couch We’ve Ever Owned.)
To obtain this lovely couch, SillyBilly and I had to put it on hold, go across town to get Anthropapa on his lunch hour, bring him back to the store, obtain his agreement that It Will Do, go get lunch, take him back to work within the hour, then come all the way back across town again to go home, then in 3 more hours go back across town again to get him and Napoleona, and bring them all back to the store where we bought the thing and loaded it in our van, having to tie the back door down as the couch was too large to fit. Then we brought it home, unloaded it, and wedged it into our now too-full living room.
Did I mention it was raining all afternoon? And I had a splitting headache? And SillyBilly was being A Royal Punk?
But now we have some semblance of a normal living room, with somewhere for me to sit with both kids to read stories. The cats seem quite pleased as well, especially the old, fat one that practically needs a harness and some crampons to get on our bed. I sprayed it (the couch, not the cat or the bed) liberally with Feliway to hopefully trick the cats into thinking the couch is a love object, not a scratching post.
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In order to get the couch into the van, I had to finally take out the ginormously heavy crate of books that had been lurking back there for weeks. Most of the books in it were Steiner books, so perhaps I’ll dredge up some interesting stuff over the rest of NaBloPoMo.
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In case any of my 10 loyal readers are horror fiction fans, I’m giving a shout out for my old friend Marc Paoletti. Anthropapa and I knew him back when we were first married. He’s still witty and handsome, with the added bonus of now being a successful author. I just tracked him down (I laud Thee, O Mighty Google) and am waiting to hear more about his recent exploits.
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Looks like my brain was All Over Creation today. How was your day?