Bookworm Meme (again, because I thought it was fun, and, let's face it, I have no life.)
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open it to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences in your blog, along with these instructions.
"So you refuse my offer?" Guthred asked. He had lost this confrontation and knew it.
Kjartan shook his head as if he found the world a sadder place than he had expected.
From: Lords of the North by Bernard Cornwell.
And, in other news ... OUCH! I had one of my more idiotic moments over the weekend. Spent a good part of the day Saturday helping my hubby chip away and shovel ice off of our driveway. I'm not sure which part is dumber -- that I did this, or that we waited until the snow had packed down, melted, and refrozen to the point that it was about 2 or 2.5 inches of solid, hard ice. Either way, it was a lot of work, and hard. By the time it was done, my back and legs were aching. And, I had done something very, very bad to my hands. I could not close my fingers enough to pick up a pen, and did not have enough strength left in my hands to hold a plate without my hand spasming and cramping up. I kind of rested them for the remainder of the weekend, which worked out well. I hit a rather "emotionally drained" place, mentally, on Sunday, so the whole hand thing encouraged me to take it easy, instead of forging ahead and pretending like nothing was wrong. (Which is something I'm normally inclined to do.) I got the first part of the second season box set for Big Valley (yes, Big Valley ... I love that show.*geeky fangirl sqweels*), so I spent most of the evening yesterday curled up in bed, watching the Barkleys triumph over the rest of the world. Yay for Hollywood.
Today, my hands were feeling marginally better. They are still quite swollen and stiff, but I can pick up most things without my muscles spasming and cramping. So, of course, I head out again, and shovel/chip the ice off of our sidewalk. I know. I am a moron of epic proportions. But, it had to be done. I kept having visions of some numnut slipping and falling and, then, suing the pants off us. That would be so not good. I feel better now that the sidewalk is clear, but, yeah, my hands are not happy.
I got some really nice feedback from my main website today. *happeh sqwees* I didn't think anyone (except for me, that is) visited it, so hearing from someone that has is a super nice treat. Plus, they had nice things to say, so it was a double yay sort of thing.
I started reading Lords of the North by Bernard Cornwell (hence the bookworm meme info up above). I read the book jacket and became totally enthralled with the story. I know I'll love a book when that happens -- when I fall in love just from the little blurb on the dust jacket. Since I had a coupon, I splurged and bought the hardcover for it. Only to find out it's the third book in a series. Yes, I am a goober. I checked the book, though, trying to see if it was a stand-alone or what, since I know this author often writes series. I didn't see anything to indicate it was part of a series, so I figured it was either a stand alone or, if part of a series, it was the first book. Nope. Once I started reading, I realized there were books preceding it. Oh well. I'm still going to read it. I don't feel completely lost in the story, and I'm kind of strange in that I can usually pick up a series of books in the middle and still have an enjoyable read. At any rate, I'll have to add two more books to my "to buy" list, as I like this one quite a lot so far. I'll have to pick up the other two when I get a chance.
I'm still reading the George R.R. Martin book, too: A Game of Thrones. But, since I've read part of it before, I got kind of stalled. I'll pick it back up eventually -- once I divest myself of any emotional attachment to the characters. Otherwise, reading this darn series is going to be too painful.I can already tell. >.O
I read today that there is yet another food recall. So, now we have Peter Pan peanut butter ... organic baby food ... certain kinds of fresh cantaloupe ... and oscar mayer grilled, ready-to-eat chicken breasts. Sheesh. I think I'm just going to start eating dirt. o.O
I guess that's it. Damn, I'm boring, aren't I? *nervous laugh*
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