21 October 2007

Books - July to September 2007

It's been a while since I have babbled on about the books I read (and the ones cannot remember reading). Tonight is the perfect night to check that off my list of things I have been putting off.

1) Red River Story - Alfred Silver
This was a thick and hearty read. I found it for a buck at the used book store in my 'hood. It was a great slice of Canadiana that I just ate up. It is about the first settlers to the Red River area in Manitoba, who came here from Scotland. The characters in the book were real, living people once upon a time. The major events happened in true life. The writer breathed life into these simple people and often complex situations. I read it before going back home to Manitoba and it was perfect timing.

2) The Zahir - Paulo Coelho
There is something I adore about South American writers. The language and the words seem much more delicious and intriguing. And this describes the book - delicious, intriguing, and perfect for a hot summer night.

3) Darker Than Love - Kristina Lloyd
When I went back home, my saucy friend Courtenay gave me the gift of an erotica paperback novel. Insert lusty smile here. Well, what can I say! It was kinda hot. It was kinda saucy. It's a historical piece of smut; full of corsets and bondage and dungeons and spanking. Sweet baby Jesus! I've notified Courtenay and suggested that whenever we exchange gifts, it has to be "an erotica paperback gift exchange".
4) Dying Hour - Rick Mofina
I'll be completely honest with you. I cannot remember this book for the life of me. I think it may have been about cops and murders. Regardless, my mom picked it up for me at a garage sale for ten cents and I rated it as simply okay.

5) When the Wind Blows - James Patterson
Once again, a forgettable read. I want to say it's about murders in Cape Cod but that could be another novel that I read months ago and didn't care for very much. I didn't enjoy it, whatever the case.

6) All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten - Robert Fulgham
Shut up. I needed a lighthearted read about the simple things in life. It was summer and I don't have much of an attention span when it's sweltering hot outside. It's a sweet observational book yet a little preachy for my liking.

7) The Commitments - Roddy Doyle
I read this book when I started working again. I wanted something short and sweet for the metro ride, for my breaks at work - something not too heavy but enjoyable. And I have to say, I did enjoy this book. It's fun, amusing, and there are some great musical references in it. It's a little unrealistic but it kept me entertained.

8) 1000 Pin-Up Girls
This was not so much a read rather than looking at amazing pieces of pulp fiction magazine artwork. It's full of cheese for all the right reasons. What I liked most about this coffee table book was all the old-school advertisements for joke books, gags to play on your friends, high heeled glamour shots of pin-ups, and how to be a hit with ladies.

9) You Are a Dog : Life Through the Eyes of Man's Best Friend - Terry Bain
This is by far the best book I read during these past few months. I bought this book for one of my best friends and I was a bad gift-giver by reading the book before I mailed it to her, oops. I'm glad I did and I don't think she minded. Books are meant to be shared! As you all know, I am a first-time dog owner. This book is written in the point of view of the dog; what they are thinking when they jump on the bed, what they feel when you leave the house for a short while, so on and so forth. My words are not doing this book justice. I may sound cliche. This book made me smile a huge smile. This book made me laugh out loud. This book made me look at my own dog a little differently. And this book, this book made me cry...especially when the dog panics at the thought of what if she-who-feeds-me doesn't ever return home (I always want to be there for my Toshio that once had a boo-boo in his heart! This dog of mine has seriously turned me to mush!). Terry Bain also has another book called We Are The Cat. Check his website at You Are A Dog and his photography groups on Flickr for Dogs and Cats.

On a side note, unrelated to books:
I've recently discovered Ane Brun. Look her up on Myspace. She's a great singer, if you are into singer-songwriter stuff. I'm not a huge fan of female singer-songwriters but I can't stop listening to her work!

06 October 2007

He Swept Me Off My Feet

Last night was just like any other night. We took the dog out for his nightly walk. I was talking and laughing with Zak about this and that. I had a memory of that time I went to Die Maschine with Rachel and Greg, when the bartender fed me glasses of gin and tonic and shots of jag in hopes of getting into my pants but instead I ended up falling off the stool and Rachel caught me. I laughed to myself. Good times.

Lately, my dog has been on edge. He's been a little nervous, barking in the house and being scared of random objects on the street. At night, he has become a little too riled up for our own liking. You know, jumping about and acting like a wingnut for a good five or ten minutes before calming down to his usual self.

Zak and I were walking along in the school yard. I turned to look behind me and I saw my dog, looking a little hyper with that crazed look in his eyes. I saw him run towards me in a slow jog. I turned to look ahead and I thought, he's not going to run into me. His slow gallop turned into a hearty gallop. The next thing you know, I'm on my back in the schoolyard for all the wrong reasons. Ouch.

My dog literally swept me off my feet. And once again, for all the wrong reasons. I ended up landing on the back of my head before the rest of my body hit the grass. No, I did not see any stars or circling birdies like in the cartoons (that would have been awesome though). Zak came to my rescue as I curled up on the grass and cried. I'm a suck, I admit it.

The tears were not cried in the honor of pain. It hurt more to hear my dog get scolded. Yes, he deserved the scolding but hearing Toshio get yelled at broke my heart. He ended up hiding behind the couch for the rest of the evening, looking scared and sad. And that broke my heart too.

I'm surprised and grateful that I am not in worse shape. I don't have much of a headache. My shoulders, neck, and back suffer from a dull ache. I have a slight bruise on my head (I landed on my hair clip) and on my calf. I didn't sleep well and I'm moving rather slowly today. The truth is, it could have been a lot worse. What if it was on cement? What if there was a rock when my head hit the ground? What if, what if, what if. I came very close to breaking my neck, in all seriousness, and I'm surprised I didn't have a concussion (A.K.A: "Pulling a Ren", ha ha. Speaking of Ren, too bad she wasn't here in Montreal. Gin would be lovely tonight over a discussion of head injuries. Maybe this is just God's way of telling me that I, too, need to get a Tamagauchi?).

And please, no lectures on the fact that my dog probably sees me as his equal and I'm not being disciplinary enough. I know this. I heard all about it last night from Zak. I know and I will become more stern of a mistress (heh).

Please, kiss my forehead now. It makes me feel better.

01 October 2007

London Calling

Ah, I have always wanted to go to London. What girl hasn't? Well, I suppose plenty haven't wanted to go but this girl does. There's something curious about the place - it's historic, royal, and full of sexy accents! I have a weakness for a good English accent, forgive me!

I also have a friend that works for an airline. She has a limited amount of friends and family passes. I mentioned that I would love to go to London and travel with her. It won't happen only because flying into the Heathrow Airport is one of the most costly in the world, according to my friend. With the friends and family pass, we would be paying for airport taxes and other such surcharges.

So, in sake of dreaming and fantasizing, I found a cool websites much like Expedia. It gives you cheap hotel listing for London, Manchester, and Birmingham. Oh, one day...my London dream will come true!


Are diamonds really a girl's best friend? It's kind of hard to answer that since I have never had a diamond or any other piece of jewelry given to me. Instead, I wear my plain silver ring that says NEVER COMPROMISE in bold letters and a dog that gives me endless kisses. Oh, I have a boyfriend too. He'll cook me dinner and clean the toilet, so that counts - ha ha.

I'm aching to spend money on myself. I went a little nuts this summer but I don't really have much to show for it. Sometimes, for curiosity's sake, I'll shop around for jewelry even though I don't ever seriously think about buying.

If I ever had a ring given to me, it should be unique. I'm not much into diamonds, unlike most girls. I'm actually a fan of amethyst jewelry. It is my birthstone, yes, but there is something classic about it. I'd love to have a little martini glass ring with a little emerald as an olive - wouldn't that be cool!?

Anyway, here's a decent shopping site for jewelry for you to browse!

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