reading list 2008

New books: 37 ( 12,914 pgs )

Longest book: The Count of Monte Cristo (1,461 pgs)
Shortest book: Welcome to Dead House (Goosebumps #1) (122 pgs)
Oldest book: The Count of Monte Cristo (1844)
Newest book: I Am Rembrandt’s Daughter (May 2007)
Best book: tie – Fahrenheit 451 / The Book Thief
Best children’s/YA book: Speak
Worst book: Seven Daughters and Seven Sons
Most disappointing book: The Sun, the Moon, and the Stars

Alan Paton, Too Late the Phalarope
Lemony Snicket, The Miserable Mill
Lemony Snicket, The Austere Academy
Jeanette Winterson, Tanglewreck
Wendell Berry, The Hidden Wound
Lemony Snicket, The Ersatz Elevator
Lemony Snicket, The Vile Village
Phillip Pullman, I Was a Rat
Patricia C. Wrede, The Grand Tour
Patricia C. Wrede, Mairelon the Magician
Jack Weatherford, Savages and Civilization
Jessica Day George, Dragon Slippers
Dave Barry, Peter and the Starcatchers
Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak
Roald Dahl, The BFG
Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair
Steven Brust, The Sun, the Moon, and the Stars
Patricia Reilly Giff, Pictures of Hollis Woods
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner
Barbara Cohen and Bahija Lovejoy, Seven Daughters and Seven Sons
Agatha Christie, Murder on the Orient Express
Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World
Leonie Swann, Three Bags Full
Dave Barry, Peter and the Shadow Thieves
Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo
Jeanne Birdsall, The Penderwicks
Mary Norton, Bed-Knob and Broomstick
Nassim Nicholas Taleb, The Black Swan
Frances Hardinge, Fly by Night
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
E.L. Konigsburg, The Outcasts of 19 Schuyler Place
Ursula LeGuin, A Wizard of Earthsea
Lynn Cullen, I Am Rembrandt’s Daughter
Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart
R.L. Stine, Welcome to Dead House
R.L. Stine, The Ghost Next Door

Yes, I cheated at the end by reading a couple Goosebumps books. But only because I really wanted to beat my previous record of 12,843 pages.

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A lesson in physics

Some of you may have completed a physics class in high school. I did. It was sophomore year, with Mr. Mitchell. I can’t remember if the Romgi and I had that class together or not – I think physics was 2nd period, and we had world civ together 3rd period, so whether or not we were both in Mr. Mitchell’s physics class, I can pretty much guarantee that I spent most of class writing notes to the Romgi. Which means I may not have paid a lot of attention to the material.

Those of you who actually learned something may recall that temperature does funny things to objects. In particular, leaving liquids in the freezer can sometimes have unexpected results.

For instance, take a look at this regular bottle of Martinelli’s sparkling apple cider:

cider1

Now see the curious things that happen when you ask your husband to put a similar bottle into the freezer because you want to have some, chilled, in about 10 minutes, but you get distracted first by Super Mario Galaxy and then by yet another complete breakdown, and don’t remember there is Martinelli’s in the freezer until late the following morning:

cider2

…Oops.

There goes my refreshing treat…sorry about the mess, the Romgi, I’ll clean it up rl good!


One More!

I just barely took pictures but the Romgi brought me these flowers earlier this week. Ubergreat. Also it gave me an excuse to pretend I have some idea how to photograph things (in reality, I’m clueless and probably quite incompetent).

See, I'm not actually artistic.

See, I'm not actually artistic.

Really not edited

Really not edited.

Sorry, there's no good lighting in our house!

Sorry, there's no good lighting in our house!

It was hard to get all the flowers in one nice shot.

It was hard to get all the flowers in one nice shot.

Maybe I should take some lessons.

Maybe I should take some lessons.

(Ok, this one is edited.)

(Ok, this one is edited.)

Thanks dear! They’re rl pretty!


And also

Look what else the Romgi got me for Christmas! It just came today.

Mine mine mine!

Mine mine mine!

Appleskibrjfdszes at my place! …Not today. But soon. You’re invited!


Me again

Yes, I am still alive. Yes, I am still in Utah. And yes, there is snow.

Snow is not really my favorite thing anymore. Well…it never was my favorite thing, but it was fun. Until earlier this week. Monday morning I got up to take the Romgi to work and when we opened the front door, this is what we saw:

Dramatization

Underdramatization. There was double that much.

Actually, the Romgi had looked outside when he got up that morning and there was no snow on the ground. In an hour and a half we got too many inches for me to estimate, and I had the joy of driving up to Orem in it. On the way we saw a bus sliding perpendicular to the road and I honestly thought it was going to crash and burst into flames. (For some reason, I have a great fear of cars bursting into flames – particularly cars that I’m in.) Luckily I made it to Orem and back, but realized that I’d need to go back to tutor in the afternoon and to pick the Romgi up in the evening. Since a storm warning was in effect until 10pm, I decided to drive back to Orem as soon as the snow lightened up for a bit, and hang out at the Romgi’s work or the mall for the rest of the day.

I managed to get stuck in the “parking lot” of our backyard and had to have our neighbor push me out. But by the time I was actually on the road, the snow stopped falling. Completely. It didn’t start again until I’d been safely inside the Romgi’s office for a while. Fortuitous! Blessed! And miraculous! The rest of the afternoon it snowed horrendously (tutoring was canceled, so I didn’t have to leave the building except when I walked over to the mall), but at least the Romgi was able to drive us safely home after work.

Sidenote: we never found a Christmas tree small enough to fit in our car, so I tried to make our house more festive by putting ornament-type things up:

I made that! I'm awesome!

I made that! I'm awesome!

I made these too. Well, not the mirror.

I made these too. Well, not the mirror.

Closeup.

Closeup.

Then: Christmas (a few days later, obviously). We hope we started a tradition by getting a bûche de noël from the French bakery:

It came covered in plastic things.

It came covered in plastic things.

We did not eat the plastic things.

We did not eat the plastic things.

I expected that being with two kids ages 5 and under would mean we had to get up early early early on Christmas morning. Surprisingly, Brandon woke up at 8 but went back to sleep – and Anna didn’t get up until after 8:30. I call that late for little kids. Here are some of my favorite pictures:

Brandon looking seriously underwhelmed.

Brandon looking seriously underwhelmed.

Anna trying to decide if this present is to her or from her.

Anna trying to decide if this present is to her or from her.

Typical - the Romgi's rat is sleeping, while mine is desperately trying to get the attention of a nearby person.

Typical - the Romgi's rat is sleeping, while mine is desperately trying to get the attention of a nearby person.

For me! The Romgi got me a pearl ring!

For me! The Romgi got me a pearl ring!

I quite like it.

I quite like it.

I did end up making Mom’s crescent rolls, and am proud to say I ate 9 of the 24. The Romgi made it to 5 this year, which is impressive. No one else managed more than 2. There is certainly something to be said for building up a tolerance for that much rich breakfast food at once. Those rolls are the best.

Despite the weather predictions of a major storm for Christmas, there was nothing but hail, wind, and a little rain at Besta’s house, and by the time we got back to Provo the 4-5″ of snow (they said there’d be a foot) had been cut down to about 2″ by the rain. So we managed to completely miss the bad roads, and instead had a great holiday!

Coming soon: my last book review this year, my completed 2008 reading list, and, of course, my 2008 Year in Review.

Coming not quite as soon: the Bwun. And the end of sleeping in.

P.S. My husband is super awesome.


My Lucky Day

Guess what reader? (I’m fairly certain I have at least one reader). Today must be my lucky day. I just received an email letting me know that my email address has been randomly selected to receive £450,000.00 in the British National Lottery!! Those generous Brits, aren’t they great?

Can you believe it? It says that “e-mail addresses are picked randomly by computerised balloting,” so I didn’t even have to enter the drawing, and they picked me. Me, out of all the people with email address in the world! The best part is that this is all “powered by the Internet.” I didn’t know that things could be powered by the internet, did you? I bet we could use the internet to power entire cities. ENTIRE. CITIES. I’m definitely going to have to look into things powered by the internet, because the internet is what every energy source should be: cheap, limitless, reliable, and not at all dangerous!

You might be a little suspect of why the British National Lottery is sending me all this money (nearly the equivalent of 1 million dollars in useful currency!) but they completely explained it in the email. They said it was, “to enhance the utilization of the Internet.” Of course it is! Because nobody uses the internet, we totally need to encourage that by giving away money in lotteries that you don’t have to buy tickets for.

They tell me that all I have to do is give them my routing number and my bank account number, and they will wire the funds DIRECTLY to my account. Isn’t that nice of them? I guess paying for law school is no longer an issue. Thanks internet!


Good News

I have received my first letter back from a law school that I applied to. And it was good news! The University of the Pacific accepted me into their program, and they have even offered to fly me out to take a tour of the campus. UoP is one of my top choices for where to go for law school, so now I can at least rest assured that I can go to law school at a place I like.

They also mentioned a scholarship for half tuition, and they’ll pay for my books the first year. I’m glad that my first response from a law school was a positive one!