Harvard Professor and world-renowned symbologist Robert Langdon (of Angels & Demons and The Da Vinci Code fame) is off on another adventure. This time the mystery, set in Washington D.C., involves ancient Freemason secrets, cutting-edge noetic science, an oddly tattooed villain, and high-ranking CIA officials.
Like other Dan Brown novels, this one is very fast-paced, and makes great use of the mini cliff hanger at almost every turn. (It's a brilliant way to manipulate the reader into sitting for hours, reading chapter after chapter, trying to get to the reveal.) After almost every chapter I was left shouting something to the effect of "What?!" As in, what did he see? What was on the video? What did she tell him? It was all about the never-ending questions.
Unfortunately - semi-spoiler alert - only some of the questions ever actually get answered. And when they do, it's spectacularly anti-climactic. There was one of the "surprises" that I actually didn't see coming, and it was kind of interesting when it was finally revealed. Otherwise, most of the eventual answers left me saying "meh."
A lot of people like to bash Dan Brown as a terrible writer. And sure, perhaps he isn't the best writer of our generation. But personally I really enjoy his books. I like that he's cryptic. I like that he throws in a lot of complicated symbology that may or may not be based at all in reality (but it doesn't matter because it's entertaining.) I like that he uses enough things that are based in reality (the Freemasons are a real organization, noetic science is a real thing, etc.) that it almost makes you want to suspend disbelief and consider that what he's saying could be feasible.
But mostly I like his books because they're a nice temporary diversion from reality. Not every book we read has to be a brilliant work of art. Sometimes we just need a quick, fun jaunt through imagination land. And his books easily provide that. Nothing epic. Nothing groundbreaking. Nothing worth getting worked up over. Just fun entertainment.
I think one of my fellow Goodreads users said it best in this incredibly succinct review:
Don't expect it to be a great work of art. But do expect it to be a page-turner.
Monday, March 10, 2014
Monday, March 3, 2014
February Reading Challenge Update
As you may recall from my previous post, I have decided to take part in the 2014 Reading Challenge through Goodreads. I set a conservative goal of reading 26 books this year, and so far I'm doing great. This month I read four more books, which puts me at 31% of my goal, and I'm now four books ahead of schedule.
Here are this month's reads:
Innocence, by Dean Koontz
Addison lives in seclusion, a complete outcast who must hide his existence from the world or risk great physical harm, or even death. Then one night he meets Gwyneth, another outcast who lives completely apart from society. Within a very short time they fall deeply in love, fight to save innocent lives from the evils that would harm them, and survive world-altering events. If that sounds vague, that's because the whole book kind of is. It isn't until the last few chapters that much of anything is actually (kind of) explained.
I've been a Dean Koontz fan for a very long time, and I've read almost all of his books. I know a lot of people really loved this one - there are plenty of glowing reviews out there - but personally I was pretty disappointed. The incredibly non-specific "I can't let anyone see me or they'll instantly want to kill me" thing that Addison repeated over and over (and over and over and over) just ended up grating on my nerves.
When the secret was finally revealed at the end I found it mildly interesting, but not nearly enough to make up for all of the previous annoyance. I also found the whole book incredibly slow, and not at all compelling. (I had it on a three week loan from the cloud library, and it took me almost the entire three weeks to finish it.)
I know that some people like to get upset when somebody doesn't like a book that they loved, and say that "you just didn't understand its brilliance" or some such thing. I did get it. I just didn't really care for it. Please don't be offended if you're one of the people who loved it. We all have different taste, and that's okay.
The Fault in Our Stars, by John Green
She may not know exactly how much time she has left, but Hazel does know that her cancer is terminal. She still goes about her routine, being cared for by her incredibly supportive and loving parents, attending community college classes as she is able, and begrudgingly attending a Cancer Kid Support Group (because her mother thinks it will be good for her.) It turns out her mother is right, because it is at a group meeting that she meets Augustus. And while both of their lives may be destined to be cut short, they both can rejoice in having found love.
I know I mentioned last month that I almost instantly fell in love with John Green. And as much as I loved Looking for Alaska, this one was even better. The character development was outstanding (as Green always seems to do so well) as was the compelling plot. The characters are smart, and funny, and very likable.
I loved the dynamics of each relationship - between Hazel and Augustus, between the teens and their parents (and each other's parents), and several others along the journey. I loved that Hazel and Augustus's relationship wasn't perfect, and didn't turn out like I had expected it to. I loved that Hazel is obsessed with her favorite book, and simply has to know what became of the characters. And I loved how much it bothered her that scrambled eggs are relegated to being "breakfast food." (You can have sausage or bacon at any time, but you add scrambled eggs and suddenly it's breakfast.)
This a beautiful (if heart-wrenching) story, wonderfully told. I highly recommend it.
Accidents & Incidents, by Riley Graham
After reading Miss Riki's review and author interview, I was compelled to read this book. That tends to happen a lot when I read her blog, but I don't mind. :)
While dealing with her overly critical mother, Leslie is also trying to navigate a complicated, teen-angst-filled social life. Her boyfriend never quite treats her the way she deserves to be treated, and his best friend suddenly begins to aggressively flirt with her at the same time that she is becoming closer friends with his girlfriend. Plus there's the new guy, who seems to understand Leslie in a way that nobody else does.
As a fan of young adult novels, I really enjoyed this book. The only drawback for me was the initial lack of clues about the relationship between Leslie and her mother. I found myself really wanting more of an explanation about why things were so strained between them, and what it was that her mother always seemed to be taking out on her. Eventually the clues do come, and it all makes perfect sense. I just would have liked to be able to figure things out a little sooner (mostly so I could be a little more understanding toward the mother, and not dislike her for so long.)
This book is not for everyone - you really have to like teen drama. But if you do, I recommend giving this one a try.
On a related note, not only do I like Riley Graham as an author (and look forward to seeing more from her), she also seems like a really nice person. After connecting with her on Facebook, she ended up sending me a free copy of the Accidents & Incidents e-book, which I thought was incredibly thoughtful of her. (I love authors who are down-to-earth, and appreciate their fans.) If you'd like to connect with Riley on Facebook, you can find her page here.
Hounded, by Kevin Hearne
Our hero, handsome and witty Atticus O'Sullivan, is an occult bookseller near the Arizona State campus in Tempe, Arizona. But while his friends and customers think he is a relatively normal 21-year-old, he actually closer to 2100 years old, not to mention that he is also a shape-shifter, and the last surviving Druid. His world is full of vampires, warewolves, witches, and Celtic gods, all set against the urban backdrop of Tempe, and the surrounding desert.
I have to admit that it took me several chapters to really get into the story. But because this book had been recommended by several friends, I stuck with it (and in the end I was really glad I did.) There were two main reasons that I had a hard time getting into it, and neither was anything that was really "wrong" with the book - they're both just personal preference things.
The first was that I never really care for it when authors so liberally sprinkle foreign words into their work. If a book is written in English, I want it to be in English. I don't like to have to take the time to stop and use context clues to figure out what the word means, or try to figure out how to pronounce it. In this case it made sense (we're talking about an ancient Druid and a bunch of Celtic gods) but it still slowed things down for me for a while.
The second thing that I've never cared for is when authors are super-specific about their setting. Because all it does is make people who know the area say "Hey! I know where that is!" And for people who don't know the area it makes no difference at all. (I actually live not far from where this book was set, but I still didn't care about the specifics.) I don't really care if the character's favorite restaurant is on the northwest corner of Mill Avenue and University Drive. And I don't care that he took a right on Roosevelt when he headed home. For me, it just doesn't add anything to the story (and kind of detracts from the pace.)
But like I said, those are just personal preference things. It took me maybe a third of the book to get used to them, and then I was fine. And by about halfway through I had a hard time putting the book down, and ended up playing the "one-more-chapter" game into the wee hours of the morning. I have a feeling that I'll end up reading the rest of the series.
Sorry for the incredibly long post. I think in future months I will have to do each review individually as I finish the book so that I don't end up throwing so much at you all at once. We'll see how that goes.
And as always, if you have an recommendations please feel free to share them. My reading list keeps growing, but that's fine with me.
Innocence, by Dean Koontz
I've been a Dean Koontz fan for a very long time, and I've read almost all of his books. I know a lot of people really loved this one - there are plenty of glowing reviews out there - but personally I was pretty disappointed. The incredibly non-specific "I can't let anyone see me or they'll instantly want to kill me" thing that Addison repeated over and over (and over and over and over) just ended up grating on my nerves.
When the secret was finally revealed at the end I found it mildly interesting, but not nearly enough to make up for all of the previous annoyance. I also found the whole book incredibly slow, and not at all compelling. (I had it on a three week loan from the cloud library, and it took me almost the entire three weeks to finish it.)
I know that some people like to get upset when somebody doesn't like a book that they loved, and say that "you just didn't understand its brilliance" or some such thing. I did get it. I just didn't really care for it. Please don't be offended if you're one of the people who loved it. We all have different taste, and that's okay.
The Fault in Our Stars, by John Green
I know I mentioned last month that I almost instantly fell in love with John Green. And as much as I loved Looking for Alaska, this one was even better. The character development was outstanding (as Green always seems to do so well) as was the compelling plot. The characters are smart, and funny, and very likable.
I loved the dynamics of each relationship - between Hazel and Augustus, between the teens and their parents (and each other's parents), and several others along the journey. I loved that Hazel and Augustus's relationship wasn't perfect, and didn't turn out like I had expected it to. I loved that Hazel is obsessed with her favorite book, and simply has to know what became of the characters. And I loved how much it bothered her that scrambled eggs are relegated to being "breakfast food." (You can have sausage or bacon at any time, but you add scrambled eggs and suddenly it's breakfast.)
This a beautiful (if heart-wrenching) story, wonderfully told. I highly recommend it.
Accidents & Incidents, by Riley Graham
While dealing with her overly critical mother, Leslie is also trying to navigate a complicated, teen-angst-filled social life. Her boyfriend never quite treats her the way she deserves to be treated, and his best friend suddenly begins to aggressively flirt with her at the same time that she is becoming closer friends with his girlfriend. Plus there's the new guy, who seems to understand Leslie in a way that nobody else does.
As a fan of young adult novels, I really enjoyed this book. The only drawback for me was the initial lack of clues about the relationship between Leslie and her mother. I found myself really wanting more of an explanation about why things were so strained between them, and what it was that her mother always seemed to be taking out on her. Eventually the clues do come, and it all makes perfect sense. I just would have liked to be able to figure things out a little sooner (mostly so I could be a little more understanding toward the mother, and not dislike her for so long.)
This book is not for everyone - you really have to like teen drama. But if you do, I recommend giving this one a try.
On a related note, not only do I like Riley Graham as an author (and look forward to seeing more from her), she also seems like a really nice person. After connecting with her on Facebook, she ended up sending me a free copy of the Accidents & Incidents e-book, which I thought was incredibly thoughtful of her. (I love authors who are down-to-earth, and appreciate their fans.) If you'd like to connect with Riley on Facebook, you can find her page here.
Hounded, by Kevin Hearne
Our hero, handsome and witty Atticus O'Sullivan, is an occult bookseller near the Arizona State campus in Tempe, Arizona. But while his friends and customers think he is a relatively normal 21-year-old, he actually closer to 2100 years old, not to mention that he is also a shape-shifter, and the last surviving Druid. His world is full of vampires, warewolves, witches, and Celtic gods, all set against the urban backdrop of Tempe, and the surrounding desert.
I have to admit that it took me several chapters to really get into the story. But because this book had been recommended by several friends, I stuck with it (and in the end I was really glad I did.) There were two main reasons that I had a hard time getting into it, and neither was anything that was really "wrong" with the book - they're both just personal preference things.
The first was that I never really care for it when authors so liberally sprinkle foreign words into their work. If a book is written in English, I want it to be in English. I don't like to have to take the time to stop and use context clues to figure out what the word means, or try to figure out how to pronounce it. In this case it made sense (we're talking about an ancient Druid and a bunch of Celtic gods) but it still slowed things down for me for a while.
The second thing that I've never cared for is when authors are super-specific about their setting. Because all it does is make people who know the area say "Hey! I know where that is!" And for people who don't know the area it makes no difference at all. (I actually live not far from where this book was set, but I still didn't care about the specifics.) I don't really care if the character's favorite restaurant is on the northwest corner of Mill Avenue and University Drive. And I don't care that he took a right on Roosevelt when he headed home. For me, it just doesn't add anything to the story (and kind of detracts from the pace.)
But like I said, those are just personal preference things. It took me maybe a third of the book to get used to them, and then I was fine. And by about halfway through I had a hard time putting the book down, and ended up playing the "one-more-chapter" game into the wee hours of the morning. I have a feeling that I'll end up reading the rest of the series.
Sorry for the incredibly long post. I think in future months I will have to do each review individually as I finish the book so that I don't end up throwing so much at you all at once. We'll see how that goes.
And as always, if you have an recommendations please feel free to share them. My reading list keeps growing, but that's fine with me.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Things My Kids Say
Unless you've been completely out of touch with popular culture for the last several months, there's a good chance you've seen this video.
And probably at least one or two of the countless parodies. Like this one. Or this one. Or this one. Or (possibly the best one out there) this one from Saturday Night Live.
Not surprisingly, because they aren't out of touch with popular culture (even though I'd sometimes like them to be) my kids have seen this too. And several of the parodies. (Their favorite is the Annoying Orange.)
So the other day my daughter came in and asked me what time it was. I was where I couldn't see it, and she knows how to tell time, so I said "I don't know. What does the clock say?" And without missing a beat, she sang
"Tick, tick, tick, ta-tick, ta-tick tock!
Tick, tick, ta-tick, ta-tick tock!
What's the clock say?!"
It was a beautiful moment.
And probably at least one or two of the countless parodies. Like this one. Or this one. Or this one. Or (possibly the best one out there) this one from Saturday Night Live.
Not surprisingly, because they aren't out of touch with popular culture (even though I'd sometimes like them to be) my kids have seen this too. And several of the parodies. (Their favorite is the Annoying Orange.)
So the other day my daughter came in and asked me what time it was. I was where I couldn't see it, and she knows how to tell time, so I said "I don't know. What does the clock say?" And without missing a beat, she sang
"Tick, tick, tick, ta-tick, ta-tick tock!
Tick, tick, ta-tick, ta-tick tock!
What's the clock say?!"
It was a beautiful moment.
Friday, January 31, 2014
January Reading Challenge Update
As you may recall from my last post, I have decided to take part in the 2014 Reading Challenge through Goodreads. I set a conservative goal of reading 26 books this year, and so far I'm doing great. This month I read four books, which puts me at 15% of my goal, and two books ahead of schedule. (I may not have done much writing this month, but at least I've been reading!)
Here are this month's reads:
Playing Nice, by Rebekah Crane
As far as everyone at school is concerned, Marty Hart is the nicest girl you could ever want to meet. She seems to have mastered the art of pleasing everyone, and appears to do it with ease. But when her Welcoming Committee duties lead her to an unlikely friendship with new girl (and combat-boot-wearing rebel) Lil, she begins to see that life doesn't necessarily have to fit into the neat little box that she always thought it did. And perhaps, if she can learn to break away from her mother's control and begin to live her own life, she can finally discover what it's like to be truly happy.
This is the first novel from Rebekah Crane, and I really enjoyed it. The characters are smart, and witty, and flawed, and (for the most part) come to life really well in the story. Like you find in most YA fiction, there are a few unfortunate moments that feel a bit cliche. But as a whole the book is so enjoyable that those moments can be easily forgiven.
Cat's Cradle, by Kurt Vonnegut
His quest to write the story about what happened on the day the first atomic bomb was dropped leads our witty narrator John on a life-changing adventure in which he meets some incredibly eccentric characters, converts to an illegal religion, becomes the dictator of a tiny Caribbean island nation, and eventually survives the total destruction of the planet. And it's every bit as crazy as it all sounds.
I've been a Kurt Vonnegut fan for years. And while this wasn't my favorite of his novels (that honor still goes to Slaughterhouse-Five) I still completely enjoyed it. His style can feel a bit abrupt and choppy until you get used to it, so it can almost feel a bit lacking in narrative flow at first. Once you tune in to the style, though, it all makes perfect sense. If you read this one, prepare to do some deep philosophical pondering.
Looking for Alaska, by John Green
Miles Halter heads off to boarding school with hopes of leaving his less-than-exciting life behind and discovering his "Great Perhaps." While there he meets the beautiful and captivating Alaska Young, who quickly steals his heart. What follows is an emotional roller coaster of a coming-of-age story, filled with self discovery, laughter, pain, love, and loss.
This was my first experience with John Green, but I was comfortable calling myself a fan after about the second page. The characters and their story completely sucked me in and didn't let go. (And, I have to admit, left me with a bit of an emotional hangover when it was all said and done.) I love Green's fast-paced and easily flowing writing style, and his character development is outstanding. I'm definitely looking forward to reading more of his work.
The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul, by Douglas Adams
This second installment of the Dirk Gently series finds the holistic detective once again embracing the impossible in order to solve life's mysteries and save the universe. And this time, many of those mysteries have to do with the Norse Gods, who are having a bit of a rough time adapting to life in the modern world.
I don't think I've ever read anyone who can turn a phrase quite like Douglas Adams. Every one of his books is filled with line after line of pure brilliance that keeps me happy from the first page to the last. (It turns out that I'm a sucker for ridiculously clever personification.) The Hitchhiker's Guide series will still always be my favorite, but the Dirk Gently set is also definitely worth the read.
How about you? Read any good books lately? I'd love to hear about them!
Here are this month's reads:
Playing Nice, by Rebekah Crane
As far as everyone at school is concerned, Marty Hart is the nicest girl you could ever want to meet. She seems to have mastered the art of pleasing everyone, and appears to do it with ease. But when her Welcoming Committee duties lead her to an unlikely friendship with new girl (and combat-boot-wearing rebel) Lil, she begins to see that life doesn't necessarily have to fit into the neat little box that she always thought it did. And perhaps, if she can learn to break away from her mother's control and begin to live her own life, she can finally discover what it's like to be truly happy.
This is the first novel from Rebekah Crane, and I really enjoyed it. The characters are smart, and witty, and flawed, and (for the most part) come to life really well in the story. Like you find in most YA fiction, there are a few unfortunate moments that feel a bit cliche. But as a whole the book is so enjoyable that those moments can be easily forgiven.
Cat's Cradle, by Kurt Vonnegut
His quest to write the story about what happened on the day the first atomic bomb was dropped leads our witty narrator John on a life-changing adventure in which he meets some incredibly eccentric characters, converts to an illegal religion, becomes the dictator of a tiny Caribbean island nation, and eventually survives the total destruction of the planet. And it's every bit as crazy as it all sounds.
I've been a Kurt Vonnegut fan for years. And while this wasn't my favorite of his novels (that honor still goes to Slaughterhouse-Five) I still completely enjoyed it. His style can feel a bit abrupt and choppy until you get used to it, so it can almost feel a bit lacking in narrative flow at first. Once you tune in to the style, though, it all makes perfect sense. If you read this one, prepare to do some deep philosophical pondering.
Looking for Alaska, by John Green
Miles Halter heads off to boarding school with hopes of leaving his less-than-exciting life behind and discovering his "Great Perhaps." While there he meets the beautiful and captivating Alaska Young, who quickly steals his heart. What follows is an emotional roller coaster of a coming-of-age story, filled with self discovery, laughter, pain, love, and loss.
This was my first experience with John Green, but I was comfortable calling myself a fan after about the second page. The characters and their story completely sucked me in and didn't let go. (And, I have to admit, left me with a bit of an emotional hangover when it was all said and done.) I love Green's fast-paced and easily flowing writing style, and his character development is outstanding. I'm definitely looking forward to reading more of his work.
The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul, by Douglas Adams
This second installment of the Dirk Gently series finds the holistic detective once again embracing the impossible in order to solve life's mysteries and save the universe. And this time, many of those mysteries have to do with the Norse Gods, who are having a bit of a rough time adapting to life in the modern world.
I don't think I've ever read anyone who can turn a phrase quite like Douglas Adams. Every one of his books is filled with line after line of pure brilliance that keeps me happy from the first page to the last. (It turns out that I'm a sucker for ridiculously clever personification.) The Hitchhiker's Guide series will still always be my favorite, but the Dirk Gently set is also definitely worth the read.
How about you? Read any good books lately? I'd love to hear about them!
Monday, January 6, 2014
Because I Love a Challenge
As I've mentioned before, I often find myself inspired by Miss Riki. (And if you still haven't started following her, please do.) I've learned a lot from her over the years, and have grown considerably (as a blogger, and as a person) thanks to her. And now she's done it again.
For the past couple of years I've followed - and loved - her participation in the Goodreads Reading Challenge. And every year I've thought "That looks like fun. I should totally do that." But then I didn't. Because of stuff, and things, and other reasons.
This year, though, I'm happy to say that I've finally taken the plunge, and signed up to participate in the challenge myself.
Since this is my first time, I'm starting conservatively with a goal of 26 books this year. (I figure averaging a book every two weeks seems reasonable.) The optimist in me says that I'll totally blow that goal away in no time. The realist in me says that sometimes conservative estimates are good.
I'll share my progress with you as I go. (Probably monthly. We'll just have to see how it goes.) I hope you'll enjoy the journey with me, and I hope that together we can find some really great books to read this year.
Because you know what they say...
This year, though, I'm happy to say that I've finally taken the plunge, and signed up to participate in the challenge myself.
Since this is my first time, I'm starting conservatively with a goal of 26 books this year. (I figure averaging a book every two weeks seems reasonable.) The optimist in me says that I'll totally blow that goal away in no time. The realist in me says that sometimes conservative estimates are good.
I'll share my progress with you as I go. (Probably monthly. We'll just have to see how it goes.) I hope you'll enjoy the journey with me, and I hope that together we can find some really great books to read this year.
Because you know what they say...
Thursday, January 2, 2014
It's Okay to Be Cliche
I've never really been one for making New Year's resolutions. Not that I have anything against anyone who does make them. It's just that for me, personally, they seem rather pointless. And they mostly fail. Because January 1st isn't any more magical than any other day, and if you're going to decide to make a change in your life you can do it at any time. No need to wait for a new calendar.
Don't get me wrong. I do like the beginning of a new year. I like the excitement, and the possibilities just waiting to fill up that nice new calendar. For a little while, at least, everything seems fresh and new. So I totally get the hype. I just usually don't do anything about it.
But yesterday when I woke up with somewhat more than normal energy, I was excited to attack the day. (It probably had a little something to do with the kids having spent the previous night at my mom's, which meant that I actually got to sleep past 5. It was awesome.) And as I started making my mental to-do list for the day, I realized that I really felt like working out.
And then I started thinking about how long it had been since I had actually done that with any regularity, and realized that it was longer than I would like to admit. So I decided to take advantage of the quiet house (thanks, Grandma!) and have some healthy me-time. And I was feeling really good about that decision... until I remembered that it was January 1st.
And it all just felt so cliche. How many people swore to anyone who would listen that they were going to start exercising this year? And how many of those people are going to actually do it for a few days, and then go back to parking their buts on the couch because exercise is too much work, and TV is more entertaining? Did I really want to risk looking like one of those people?
It actually took me a little while to convince myself to go ahead and work out anyway, despite the risk of looking cliche. (Sadly, I'm not making that up. I seriously considered waiting a few days just to avoid looking like someone who had made a New Year's resolution.) But in the end, I decided that my desire to exercise and feel good was more important than my desire to avoid looking cliche.
Of course now this means that I will actually have to keep exercising regularly, just to prove that it wasn't just a resolution that will be broken in a few days. So I guess the timing was pretty good after all. :)
Don't get me wrong. I do like the beginning of a new year. I like the excitement, and the possibilities just waiting to fill up that nice new calendar. For a little while, at least, everything seems fresh and new. So I totally get the hype. I just usually don't do anything about it.
But yesterday when I woke up with somewhat more than normal energy, I was excited to attack the day. (It probably had a little something to do with the kids having spent the previous night at my mom's, which meant that I actually got to sleep past 5. It was awesome.) And as I started making my mental to-do list for the day, I realized that I really felt like working out.
And then I started thinking about how long it had been since I had actually done that with any regularity, and realized that it was longer than I would like to admit. So I decided to take advantage of the quiet house (thanks, Grandma!) and have some healthy me-time. And I was feeling really good about that decision... until I remembered that it was January 1st.
And it all just felt so cliche. How many people swore to anyone who would listen that they were going to start exercising this year? And how many of those people are going to actually do it for a few days, and then go back to parking their buts on the couch because exercise is too much work, and TV is more entertaining? Did I really want to risk looking like one of those people?
It actually took me a little while to convince myself to go ahead and work out anyway, despite the risk of looking cliche. (Sadly, I'm not making that up. I seriously considered waiting a few days just to avoid looking like someone who had made a New Year's resolution.) But in the end, I decided that my desire to exercise and feel good was more important than my desire to avoid looking cliche.
Of course now this means that I will actually have to keep exercising regularly, just to prove that it wasn't just a resolution that will be broken in a few days. So I guess the timing was pretty good after all. :)
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
More Great Misunderstood Christmas Lyrics
My kids are getting older, and are gaining a little better grasp of the world around them, so I wasn't sure if I would have any lyrical treats like I did last year. (And if you missed that one, you really should check it out.) But just as I was starting to think that there wouldn't be any new ones this year, they both got me.
My son's was "Holly Jolly Christmas," which, because they have been singing it in music class, has become one of his favorites. But apparently his music teacher didn't quite get all of the lyrics across to them. His version includes the line:

And my daughter's was "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year." She was humming it to herself, when she suddenly asked me "Mommy, what's a love bug?" Wanting to put it in the proper context, I asked what she was talking about. She responded with the line:

Yes, it's definitely the most wonderful time of the year. :)
My son's was "Holly Jolly Christmas," which, because they have been singing it in music class, has become one of his favorites. But apparently his music teacher didn't quite get all of the lyrics across to them. His version includes the line:

Oh, ho, the mistletoe
Hung where you can see
Somebody waits for you.
"Yes sir!" once for me.
And my daughter's was "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year." She was humming it to herself, when she suddenly asked me "Mommy, what's a love bug?" Wanting to put it in the proper context, I asked what she was talking about. She responded with the line:

There'll be much mistletoeing
And hearts will be glowing
When lovebugs are near.
Yes, it's definitely the most wonderful time of the year. :)
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