Book Review - Eclipse and Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer

So, as I have told many, I am not a freak about these books, like most of Utah is. I read the first two for book club and they were VERY entertaining. But I do not like Bella. She is totally selfish in my eyes and she bugs me. Some would say I'm just jealous, and maybe that is true. I also feel that while very entertaining they are not very well written. Meyer repeats herself too much and I'm not just talking about certain phrases (I'll barf if I have to read about how "Edward smiled that crooked smile that I love so much." again - EWW) . She repeats whole conversation over and over and rehashes and rehashes. It made me crazy. It got to the point where pretty much every conversation between Bella and Edward made me want to fall alseep. Also, Meyer needs a new proof reader because I am horrible at proof reading (those of you who read my blog regularly are aware of this) and even I found at least 5 typos, extra words ect., in each book. But please, don't get me wrong Very entertaining.

I thought Eclipse fit perfectly with the first two. Great continuation of the story with nice suspense and resolution - well as much resolution as you can get in the third book of a four book series. My favorite part? Jacob and Bella in the same Sleeping bag! That part was great.

On to Breaking Dawn. I have to say it. She went too far. Again - very entertaining, I couldn't put it down. But soooooo weird that I'm not sure if I liked it or not....

These books totally mess with my head though. I am seriously feeling a time crunch on my life. Why can't I be a mother for twenty years and then go to med school for a decade and then vaccinate African babies for a decade and then go to school to study anthropology and do that for a decade or two and then spend a few decades traveling and learning languages and going on humanitarian missions or reading, reading and reading. Do you know how much reading I could get done if I didn't have to sleep at night. TIME! I need more time. A few more centuries is all I'm asking!

Book Review - Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy by Gary D. Schmidt

I loved this book. It's a coming of age story about a boy who moves with his family to a new town/state and the experiences and life lessons they learn there. As most of you know that is all the plot you are getting from me, because that is all the plot I like to get. One of the things I loved about this book is the characters. Funny, cute, charming, loathful - this book has them all, with great developement. Another thing I liked about it is that while it is fiction, it is based on actual events, which I didn't know until the very end.

Memory Tag

I saw this "tag" game on my friend Jen's Blog and thought it sounded like fun.
1. Add a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses.
If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.

Happy Birthday !!!!
to my sweet Husby, Matt.
I guess being married to such an old man won’t be so bad.

It's too hot!

I was going to blog today, but I kept getting sweat in my eyes, and since I'm already bad at typing I thought it would be best not to. Plus it's too hot to think about what to write. It was 55 degrees one day last week, WHAT HAPPENED?!!! I'm already ready for the snow to come back.

Sunday Morning

Well, my Sisters in-law kept me out until midnight on Friday night(ROCK ON JAY JAY), and we had another late night on Saturday, so on Sunday morning we all slept in. As I lay in my bed until noon, Sam came in and out. I finally decided to press my luck and I asked him to make me breakfast and bring it to me in bed. He laughed and said, "It's not Mother's Day". I told him that it's not kids day either so I guessed I didn't have to make him any breakfast. He told me,"Everyday is kids day, unless it's Mother's Day, or Father's Day, or Grandma Day, or Grandpa Day, or Uncle Day, or Becky - wait, Aunt Day, and I don't mean the kind of ants that pick up crumbs."

Then today he asked me why some girls grow mustaches in their arm pits. Oh yeah, he's a deep thinker. But what does that tell you about me?

.... No more giving dirty looks.

I know I'm not a teacher, but you know that saying:
"No more Homework, No more Books, No more Teachers’ Dirty Looks"? Well, someone needs to make one up for the teachers (and their assistants), because who knew what a relief summer is to those who work in a school. I guess I had never thought about it before. Boy, am I relieved.
School's been out for nearly a week now and I have lost all motivation and self discipline (what little I had anyway). I had amazing plans starting with the first week off. I was going to exercise every day. So far, I'm zero for four. I was going to "spring clean" and scrub a room a day and since I was going to do the family room and dining room as one room I was going to have a sparkling house by the end of the week. You know, top to bottom, left to right, wiping everything including baseboards. So far, I did scrub the bathrooms, which look amazing, and I tidied up my room and cleaned out my night stand, purged my dresser and closet and I washed one window, and Becky washed the other. But I have yet to dust and vacuum anything in the house. Oh, and I did spend an afternoon helping Sam purge his toys, still not done yet.
There is a huge fear lurking in the back of my head. I'm going back to work in 2.5 months and it's going too fast. So today I have shut down for a few hours. I went and "cleaned out" the Activity Days closet at the church, but since then all I've done is lay on my bed.
Also I have worked two mornings at the Rec this week and I'm changing my evening to Thursdays so I get to go to the Rec and work again tonight.
So far, not the summer I pictured.