Monthly Archives: January 2006

Self-torture 2

I watched Little Women last night. The 1994 version with Winona Rider. I saw it once before, when it first came out.
Why do I do this to myself? That movie is… dreadful. Absolutely dreadful.

Self-torture

I’m not sure what masochistic impulse led me to check out a copy of Banned in the USA: A Reference Guide to Book Censorship in Schools and Public Libraries.

On anonymity

Many bloggers don’t like to use their real names. Some get wonderfully creative with the descriptive nicknames they come up with for their family members.

Conclusive proof that virtue is its own reward

If I had realized in advance that I would be taking a two-week break from blogging I would have posted something to let you all know.

Patrick O’Brian . . . again!

Since I made it to the, um, final rounds in the BoB thingy I feel under a little pressure to come up with a super-literary post. Luckily, I have a perfect topic.

Life cycle

Last summer Lena started asking for violin lessons. My first reaction was no way! She was about to start first grade and no way was I going to add something as intense as violin lessons into the mix.

Inkheart

Joey gave me a copy of Inkheart for my birthday.
That was quite a Mommy Moment, let me tell you! My child read a book on his own that he reasonably thought I would like.