The Miracle at Speedy Motors

2010/09/17

The Miracle at Speedy Motors (No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency, #9)The Miracle at Speedy Motors by Alexander McCall Smith

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


This is the second of McCall Smith's books I've read and they are enjoyable if not wonderful. He has a masterful gift for describing ordinary interactions between people in beautiful ways. In a way that makes you like them more and understand them more. But the plot was a little thin and I didn't really feel much reason to keep at it other than the lovely narration of the audio book.



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Twt this

2010/09/10

After holding out for quite some time, I finally went on Twitter and promptly developed a deep and intense hatred. Maybe not hatred, just sadness. I simply don't get it. I realize that's just a part of the spectrum of social media that I participate in willingly, but it just seems wrong. Such fiction. It all seems like fiction lately. #hypocrite

Zoo-ness

2010/09/06

We headed down to the San Antonio Zoo this morning. We made sure of an early start to beat the heat and it was a lovely little Labor Day. Never quite sure what is an appropriate way to celebrate this holiday but using our zoo membership seemed like a fine idea. After ten million and one zoo visits in our decade and a half of marriage, I seem to be finally over my need to document every animal at the zoo because when the day was over I only found these on my camera. My girls are way cuter than those animals anyhow.


Emma

EmmaEmma by Jane Austen

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


I think this was one instance where watching the movie first was a big disservice to myself. I know and love the plot so well that I found myself racing through the book, impatient with the endless and sometimes tedious dialog, just to get to the yummy bits at the end. But there really is not match for the dialog in a Jane Austen novel and on that front it did not disappoint.



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Remembering that I love outside

2010/09/04

I got back from my run this morning and the girls were happily playing in their room while Dave slept in. It is an actual beautiful temperature of 73 outside so I rounded them up and we walked down the street to the park to enjoy the outside. Ah outside! How I've missed you! It rained lots yesterday so the air is clear and crisp and I'd say being outside early even rivals my pillow on a Saturday morning. Not that I'd be up and out right now if my trusty running buddies hadn't had me up and out at 6:45.

Of course I'm cautious about praising the good weather lest I jinx it. I'm remembering back to Thursday when picking up the girls after school I had my first murderous thoughts about humidity. The temp said 93 but the "real feel" temperature (whatever that means) said 111. We've had a mild summer so I hate to complain, but that day warranted complaining.

You know I've lived in the sun belt a long time when I see a 10 day forecast staying below 95 degrees and I think it must be fall. It's all relative.