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The Sunday Salon 4.17.11
2011 at 9am Posted by Rebecca Schinsky
Back in the saddle again…oh, I’m back in the saddle again!
After spending the first 11 days of the month traveling (to St. Louis to see the husband’s family and then Kansas City to see mine and be in a friend’s wedding), then a busy week of playing catch-up, I think I have finally gotten my groove back. And man, does it feel good.
The trip was wonderful and filled with delightfully bookish moments. We visited Pudd’nhead Books in St. Louis, where I picked up a few books and scoped out their awesome shelftalkers:
We also visited one of my personal happiest places on earth (also known as Steak-n-Shake) and stuffed ourselves silly on Ted Drewes frozen custard. Then it was on to Kansas and my indie bookstore home away from home, Rainy Day Books, where I hung with Geoffrey, barely restrained myself from giving him a blank check, and met with a long-time blog and Twitter pal for the first time IRL. I ate a lot (mostly BBQ because that’s what you do when you visit Kansas City) and managed not only to fit into my bridesmaid dress but to keep my crazy hair in place on a freakishly warm (94 degree!) day. Here I am with the beautiful bride, my friend of almost 15 years.
A good time was had by all, and let me tell you, if you’ve never been to a wedding where the groom, three groomsmen, and two dozen of the guests are firemen, you are missing out. Read more
*Throws Confetti, Pops Champagne*
2010 at 4pm Posted by Rebecca Schinsky
Happy New Year and a HUGE thank you to all of you who helped make 2010 so fantastic! I’ve never had so much fun reading and discussing books as I did this year, and I’m just so grateful to all of who you have taken time to visit, subscribe, and share a little corner of your world with me this year. I look forward to keeping the good times going here at The Book Lady’s Blog, and I hope 2011 will be your best year yet.
And because one of my goals for 2011 is to read some poetry (more on those goals next week), here’s “A Poem for New Year’s Eve” by William Cullen Bryant.
Stay yet, my friends, a moment stay—
Stay till the good old year,
So long companion of our way,
Shakes hands, and leaves us here.
Oh stay, oh stay,
One little hour, and then away.The year, whose hopes were high and strong,
Has now no hopes to wake;
Yet one hour more of jest and song
For his familiar sake.
Oh stay, oh stay,
One mirthful hour, and then away.The kindly year, his liberal hands
Have lavished all his store.
And shall we turn from where he stands,
Because he gives no more?
Oh stay, oh stay,
One grateful hour, and then away.Days brightly came and calmly went,
While yet he was our guest;
How cheerfully the week was spent!
How sweet the seventh day’s rest!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One golden hour, and then away.Dear friends were with us, some who sleep
Beneath the coffin-lid:
What pleasant memories we keep
Of all they said and did!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One tender hour, and then away.Even while we sing, he smiles his last,
And leaves our sphere behind.
The good old year is with the past;
Oh be the new as kind!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One parting strain, and then away
Have a Funky, Funky Christmas!
2010 at 5am Posted by Rebecca Schinsky
What? You were expecting a cute photo with a snowman or something? Pshaw!
May your days be merry, bright, and filled with the funky harmonies of teenage hunks. Or, you know, the warmth of family, food, and treasured traditions. Whatever works.
Happy Thanksgiving!
2010 at 5am Posted by Rebecca Schinsky
What the hell does this photo have to do with Thanksgiving?
It beats me, but I was searching for a fun image to put here, and this was the second return when I googled “crazy Thanksgiving.” The second. Is the big G losing its touch, or does it just know me all too well at this point? I’m not ready to find out, but I figured, hey, why not put the crazy lady on the blog post? At least it will stand out on a day when everyone else is posting turkeys and pilgrims and motherfu@#king cornucopias. (Can I tell you how tired I am of those?)
Anyway, I hope those of you in the U.S. are enjoying a wonderful day of food and quality time with the ones you love (or the ones you tolerate during the holiday season with the help of a lot of wine). It’s been a year of big changes at The Book Lady’s Blog since last Thanksgiving, and while I don’t want to get all squishy on you, I do want to say thank you for reading, subscribing, tweeting with me, and making it so much fun. I’m thankful for the amazing literary community we have, and I’m humbled to be a part of it. I learn something every single day, and that’s a thing to be treasured.
Happy Turkey Day, y’all. And if you’re planning to buy books tomorrow, don’t miss my Black Friday book guide.
You know those dreams that haunt your whole day?
2010 at 6am Posted by Rebecca Schinsky
Or the ones you don’t really even remember until you’re going about your day and they just pop back into your mind?
I’ll be having the former today, as I had a bizarre and vivid dream last night that someone contaminated the water supply and it rained goldfish in my shower. I swear, when I went to wash my face this morning, I was bracing myself for fish to come falling out of the faucet. Convinced that this is just further evidence of the weird place that is my brain, I checked out some dream interpretation sites—okay, I used my googler and went to the first one that popped up—and this is what it says:
To see a goldfish in your dream signifies wealth, success, and pleasant adventures. Alternatively, goldfish represents some emotional matter or valuable insight.
So, I should go buy a lottery ticket? This can’t be right. That dream was MESSED UP. Let’s try again.
To dream about goldfish predicts that you will come into prosperity and many wonderful and thrilling escapades.
Okay. I still think it should be weirder, but I like this one for “wonderful and thrilling escapades.” Whaddya suppose that means? That I’ll make it through security tomorrow without being fondled by a TSA agent? Or that THIS will be the year that no one dares to utter that they believe Sarah Palin will be the next president during Thanksgiving dinner? (Can we just pause for a collective shudder there?)
How am I supposed to read today when all I can think about is goldfish plopping out of my shower head? That is NOT the kind of atmosphere I was hoping to create for some time spent with Flannery O’Connor. Perhaps I should give in and buy one of these bad boys?
Let it out folks: weirdest dreams (and your interpretations of them, if you feel like it) to make me feel like (slightly) less of a crazy woman?
