I've Been Tagged

Roni tagged me for this bit of blogging fun. I am supposed to write 8 random things about myself, eh? Well, here it goes:

1. When I was little (probably around 8 or 9) I remember reading in a book that if you dig down far enough, then you can find fossils almost anywhere in the world (can you see where this is going?). So, I went out into the backyard with a shovel and started digging. I never found any fossils, but I did find an old action figure about a foot down. By the time I was done, the hole was about 5 feet deep and three feet across. Oddly enough, I don’t remember getting in trouble for it.

2. I really like riding my bike to work every day. It makes me feel like I have accomplished something.

3. My favorite movie is Jurassic Park, I probably saw it 15 or 16 times in the theater. It helped that we used to have a 50 cent theater in town, and that Jurassic Park was in the theater for about a year.

4. Sometimes my boss intentionally buys too much food for staff meetings, just so that the people who don’t go to the meetings can having some of the extra food.

5. I have a secret ambition; I want to be the coach of an Academic Decathlon team. It was one of my favorite things I did in high school, and it is one of the things that I feel prepared me the most for college.

6. This one time, my brother and I were outside throwing rocks at each other (we had been kicked outside of the house for being too rowdy). It was really dark outside, and we couldn’t really see where we were throwing anything. The next morning, we found out that we had smashed our neighbor’s car window with one of the rocks. That was the only time I remember getting grounded.

7. I ate dog while I was on my mission in Korea. It wasn’t all that bad, and tastes a lot like beef.

8. I don’t like a lot of vibrato in people’s singing voices. It creeps me out, and I think a lot of people force it, and it makes them sound worse than they would NOT using vibrato.

There you go. Eight random things. I know I am supposed to tag people, but I really don’t know who to tag. I could say something ambiguous, like the people who I’m tagging “know who you are,” but… I don’t even know who you are. If you read this, and had fun reading it, then go ahead and do it!


Not Exaggerating

A good indication that pregnancy hormones have taken over your life: you get all teary-eyed at the end of Cars, when Lightning McQueen gives up the Piston Cup to help The King finish the race.

Especially when you’ve watched the same movie a half-dozen times before with no hint of such emotion.

I think I want my life back!


Dragon Slippers

by Jessica Day George

So, here’s the thing: I have a list of all the books I mean to read, and I add to it whenever I hear of an interesting-sounding book. That means I have no idea where or how I heard of most of them, except the classics. Then again, maybe that’s an advantage, because I have no preconceived notions about “This book is recommended for people who like Harry Potter” or “Someone at church recommended this” or “Here’s a bestseller.” I hate preconceived notions about books and movies. I hate reading reviews.

Anyway, this is all leading up to something. I do remember that I saw the first few sentences of Dragon Slippers somewhere online, and they were hi-larious. I added it to my hold list at the library and it was ready to check out last week. I grabbed it to read to the Romgi on the way up to dinner at his parents’ house on Saturday, and then secretly (and maybe a little bit rudely) bundled up in my blankets to finish it alone later that night. (I am great at Silent Sustained Reading, but my voice wears out quickly and reading aloud is just so slow.)

Dragon Slippers was so much fun. I have only two complaints: first, the main character had an utterly ridiculous name — Creelisel. She went by Creel, which alone is just odd, but I like to be able to at least attempt pronouncing the protagonist’s name correctly. How do you say Creelisel? Cree-uhl-ih-zell? Honestly, it’s just ridiculous. My second complaint, as seconded by the Romgi (who finished it on his own yesterday), is that it got a little bit too girly in the middle. Other than that, the story was interesting, funny, and unexpected in the proper places.

And here’s what I was leading up to: after I was done reading, I looked at the back cover and saw that the author, Jessica Day George, attended BYU and now lives in Salt Lake. I’m glad I didn’t know that before, because it would have completely colored my reading of the book as a book written by a Mormon. I’d much rather enjoy the writing for itself than because I happen to share the author’s religion.

So. Now that I’ve spoiled that biographical detail for you, go read Dragon Slippers.

Oh, a third complaint — the cover is really ugly.