I was texting with a friend of mine today and asked her what her favorite color is. I felt like, I said, I didn’t know what hers was, but I felt it was something I should know. That led to a long back and forth about favorite colors and how we both had multiple faves, but also had quite a few conditions on our feelings on colors. Some examples:
She has a favorite genre of colors (jewel tones)
There’s only one shade of red she likes but the rest make her mad
Green is fine–depending on how it’s used
Then I had to chime in with my colors and how there are colors I like in general, colors I like in my home, and colors I wear even if I don’t like them. More specifically:
There’s a light shade of purple I love, but it looks horrible on me so doesn’t love me back
I look awesome in red, which I don’t love but wear anyway because it clearly loves me
I also look great in orange (see red above)
Teal is great all around
I love black and white prints that are more white than black
I also love gray and gray/white prints but don’t wear them so you’ll find those plus the aforementioned shade of purple in my home (also teal and black/white prints!)
So what did we learn? There are colors we like to look at and wish we could wear, colors we wear but don’t particularly care for, and colors in our homes because we either can’t wear them or we can wear them and just really like them.
This would be a good time to share a picture of something in my home, so here’s a gray and white ottoman I have along with a teal TV stand. The Rokumote cover is turquoise and the tray is gray with different shades of blue (so, you know, same energy).
I didn’t post last week because I didn’t finish any books and then about halfway through the week I was like, “Okay, but that has literally never stopped you before???” And I seriously don’t know what I was thinking but it was so ridiculous that I had to tell you all.
I mean, it’s certainly not like other stuff didn’t happen. So here’s a list because honestly my brain is kind of mush.
1. I finally got DDR–yes, Dance Dance Revolution–for my Xbox, so have been playing it almost every day. The thing about DDR is that the songs are the most important and the Xbox has the worst options for songs, I swear. They only have one DDR game with a good tracklist. All of the other ones have weird Japanese songs with NO BEAT. My daughter was watching me play, and I kept missing the arrows and she asked me “Does the pad not work?” and I was like, “No, these dumb songs have no beat.” The proof is that I did just fine on both “Dancing Machine” and “Conga.” So anyway, I need a PlayStation to get a version of the game with a better tracklist.
I did, of course, buy the version with the good tracklist and have been crushing those songs, thank you very much. But only on basic because that’s just who I am.
2. My daughter went back to campus for spring semester. She’s doing well.
My daughter’s shoulder has been giving her a lot of grief. Or rather, she kept complaining about shoulder pain. “This bed,” she would say. “It’s this bed.”
So, finally, after listening to her complain about her bed for almost a year–and more importantly, after she started taking muscle relaxers to deal with the pain in her shoulder–I asked her, “Do you want a new mattress?”
Now, I know a year is a long time to wait to ask that, but part of that is because (1) it seemed to be off and on, especially after she came back from the monastery where she was sleeping on the floor; (2) the mattress isn’t that old–only about three years; (3) everybody else who has slept on the mattress loves it; (4) my daughter is leaving to go back to Florida in a week. I think both of us kept thinking about the mattress problem as temporary, especially with her going back to school. In fact, after my daughter said no to the mattress because she was leaving for school in (then) three weeks, I had to point out that was true but also, she would be back here for breaks and the problem would still exist. She resisted a little while longer, arguing that she was fine as long as she did yoga every day, but, finally, after about three more days or so of trying to thug it out, she finally relented and agreed, so off to the mattress store we went.
I have taken advantage of the current heat wave to get in the pool the past two days. It has been glorious to do my regular workout before being restricted to not having a workout.
Yeah, I’m working on that.
Anyway, the pool was great! I also learned a lot. For one, I learned that the wireless headphones I got do not like when I get in the pool. They kept crapping out during my workout on Saturday, which is beyond frustrating because I use the music to keep time for my workout. Without the music, I wouldn’t know when to start or stop various parts of my workout and–more importantly–I would get bored and cut my workout short. So, the headphones not working is actually a super not great thing and not just because music is fun. The good news is that my headphones worked better on Sunday, and I honestly do not know what changed. I changed the placement of my phone, but I had done that on Saturday with no luck so, sigh. The headphones are a fickle beast. I’ll have to investigate better headphones for when the weather actually breaks because I cannot live this way.
You know, I was beating myself because I hadn’t posted yet this week, and I realized it’s because I have been struggling with how to (and whether or not I wanted to) address current events. All I’ll say is this: Living in this country is exhausting.
My reading deprivation is officially over, so I watched some TV and read some books. More specifically, I finally finished Living Single (Hulu), which is super fun because the characters really do feel like they’re my friends. I was trying to decide on my next throwback comfort watch and remembered that when I was watching The Bernie Mac Show, I started X-Men: The Animated Series (Disney+), so I think I need to go ahead and get back to that. Not to mention, seeing the good guys win over and over again might just be what I need to feed my soul right now.
A note on the wrap-up: I’m going to try something new with my book reviews this week since WordPress has stepped up its game with these blocks. I’ll see if I have the patience for it in the coming weeks.
If you’re unfamiliar, a reading deprivation occurs in week four of Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way. During a reading deprivation, you give up reading for a week. I started mine on January 1 so that means I’m currently on day four. Just like last time, I have basically given up all media that uses words, including social media. I also gave up Bejeweled (except–TMI alert–when I’m in the bathroom) because I definitely use it as a form of distraction and admit that about myself. Unlike last time, I am a little less crazed–probably because I knew what to expect this time and also, maybe, because I have grown as a person in the last four and a half years.
As a result of the no words thing, I am VERY into the Pop Goes Classical playlist/station on Spotify. It is getting me through. Current faves include “Smells Like Teen Spirit” by Queenz of Piano and “Lose Yourself” by David Garrett.
The holidays were nice and low-key. Jólabókaflóð (Yule Book Flood) was a success this year. I received The Vanishing Half by Brit Bennett (reviewed below) and milk and honey by Rupi Kaur (started but, obviously, on hold until the end of the week). I gave The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas to my daughter’s friend who said she wanted to read more classics, and I gave my daughter The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo because she said she wanted to read more about minimalism. We exchanged books, drank hot cocoa, and read together for about an hour or so. It was a delight. Christmas was also a lot of fun with us hanging out, opening presents, watching movies, and eating some food.
I did make a post last week, and I did read some books and watch some movies that I didn’t post about here before the end of the new year.
(Also, I cannot believe I did not post this last year! I may have to do last year’s anyway. I started it but never finished, which ruined my streak. AND ALSO I DON’T KNOW HOW I FELT ABOUT BOOKS. What a tragedy.)
I’m trying something new this year, which is not repeating answers. So even if a book fit more than one category, I put it in the one I felt it best fit.
Number Of Books You Read: 48 Number of Audiobooks: 6 Number of Rereads: 4 Number Unfinished/Abandoned: 6 (2 of these were audiobooks)
Well, this was just awesome. I loved the narrative voice, the seamless transitions from past to present, and the characterization. That Stella is something else, but I think Bennett deftly shows how though her world seems larger, it’s actually just as small–if not smaller–than Desiree’s. I also appreciated the skewering of moderate racist White people.
All the characters here are sympathetic, and this just further proves my point that fiction can be a better entry point into anti-racist teaching than nonfiction. Also, as always, all Black lives matter and the reminder that “unimportant men were killed to make the point that they were unimportant–that they were not even men” (179) was as true in the 1960s as it is now.
I am writing this at 10:55 p.m. WILL I MAKE THE DEADLINE? I hope so. (The answer, btw, is yes. Hitting post on this at 11:15.)
I won’t be participating in Month of Faves this week because I never post my fave books before December 31 as I may read one of my favorite books of the year between now and then. So, here’s a recap of all my Month of Faves posts from the past week instead:
⭐ DEC 18 – Favorite Things [Holiday Edition] (Treats, Traditions, Books, Movies, Songs, Decorations, Activities, etc)
Today, I’m going to focus on traditions since I don’t really have anything new to report about the other stuff, and my traditions also include activities ✅ and decorations ✅. I haven’t watched any of the new Christmas movies and my old ones haven’t changed. I have no new treats to report. I haven’t heard any new Christmas songs except for that Sia one, and I do like it but I’ve only heard it twice and only because I watched the video.
Jólabókaflóð, the Yule Book Flood
Hello, my new favorite tradition is (of course) Jólabókaflóð, the Yule Book Flood wherein you exchange books on Christmas Eve and read while eating snacks. Last year was my first year participating when I was at my friend’s house, and it was a fun whirlwind of a doozy. This year will be much more lowkey since there are only three of us. The plan is for each person to buy the other two people books and then read while drinking hot cocoa and eating cookies/snacks. We initially pulled names out of a hat, but both girls were like, “Why can’t we just buy books for everybody?” and so that’s what we’re going to do.