Hilarious memoir by Mishna Wolff about growing up in a black neighborhood, while being oh so white. Although that is how it’s pitched I see it more as a memoir about a father daughter relationship. Very, very funny, but in that dark way. Read it. If you wont do that at least read about her and look at her website.
Finished this book of short stories by Morley Callaghan last night. Wow. There is no way for me to truly convince the world to read it by explaining it, so instead I will just take a quote from it and hope that the 4 people who read this blog will run out and get the book right away.
“and so, standing there at the porch rail was like standing at the edge of a frightening, complicated, exciting world, which he might someday have to try to understand.”
I am really bad at choosing quotes, so if that wasn’t good for you blame me, not Morley.
Here is a new series I am entitling “my nails looking good with things”. Although it will be my nails looking good with things, it will be generally be my nails matching things, while looking good… let’s begin.
When I put my contacts in this morning I noticed this magic.
Old suitcase, just happens to also be magic.
John Steinbeck has really good taste in font colors.
My breath is fresh and so is my nail polish color.
You know.. Catcher in the Rye, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Grapes of Wrath and of course:
I finally bit the bullet and exchanged the completely dead lilacs and replaced them with roses and lavender.
I am the worst with flowers, because they always demand so much and even if you give them what they want (rare in my case) they still die. Depressing.
I think, if I ever decided to become a cat lady (and got over my dislike of animals). I would call my clan of cats The Glass Cats and name them after all the siblings in JD Salinger’s books.
Meet my hypothetical family:
Naturally, a weekly radio show would be created, entitled “It’s A Wise Cat”.