Thank you God, it’s Friday.
Now, what do I have to do this weekend? A few months’ of neck-breaking speed work is slowing (hopefully will stay that way for a while) and my in laws are coming for a month on Monday so it’s most definitely going to be a weekend focused on staying at home. Routine chores, preparing bedding and storage, pantry stocking (my MIL is an excellent cook – yay to good food for the next 1 month!), furniture rearrangement and general cleaning up is in order. Fair enough, since last weekend we had a full 2 days going to Thomas Day Out on the Puffing Billy in Dandenong, the beaches at St Kilda Sat afternoon and Eid Adha picnic in the park on Sunday, which were all great.
Currently reading ‘After You’ by Julie Buxbaum. I think i’ve found another writer which strikes something in my heart – which is not something common these days. I think the problem with me is that I’m so general. In all my skills, or tastes, or opinions, I am, as the more sophisticated or cultured people would call it, pretty dull. I have mediocre skills in all areas – left brain and right brain – creative or technical – scientific or artistic – numerically or linguistically. My tastes are pretty much ‘whatever that sounds good’ (for music) – hence my list of favourite songs can be as classic as ‘Let’s Get it On‘ by Marvin Gaye to ‘Virtual Insanity’ by Jamiroquai to that late 90’s flashback song that I uploaded, ‘Never let you down‘ by UK girl band Honeyz. Ditto my favourite books – anything by Bill Bryson (he’s SO funny), the usual ones that a lot of people cite – i.e. The Alchemist, Kite Runner, Wild Swans etc. – and some books that are less famous, like ‘Starter for ten’ by David Nichols and ‘Love the one you’re with’ by Emily Giffin. Pretty general stuff, nothing extreme or super exciting – that’s me!
Anyway, After You is a sad book so far and I really hope I get a happy ending. One thing about me that never changes – I’m such a weepie romantic at heart. No matter how old I get, or how realistic or skeptical, at the end of the day there is nothing more i love than watching a really, really sweet romantic movie or reading a heartwarming, full of love romance novel. The last book I read, ‘One Day’ by David Nichols, was a good read but alas, deprived me of that ending that brings a smile to my face. So it just falls short of being a favourite. Just.