The year in review.

Well, in book review.

I’m happy, and somewhat relieved, to say that I achieved my goal of reading 50 books. I even went that extra mile and read 54.  (Three of which I discovered while doing all the links for this post- I need to do a better job of keeping up my list!)  It’s possible I would have gotten to 55 today, but the book I started didn’t suck me in. Boo.

I thought about doing a decade in review, but I didn’t start keeping track of what I was reading until 2003, so I’ll put that off until 2013.  Ha!

Some stats for this year:

I read 31 fiction and 23 non-fiction, which I was impressed by until I looked at last year’s numbers and saw that they were almost exactly the same.  And interestingly, looking back over the years (which I said I wasn’t going to do, but so what) I’ve averaged right around 22 non-fiction books a year, even if the fiction books have rocketed into the 90s.  It’s like I max out.

Only 2 books were rereads.

17 books came from the library

15 were bought in paperback or hardback

9 were bought on the Haunted Kindle

8 were free on the Haunted Kindle

5 were books I already owned, or was given as gifts

Most exceeded expectation: Listening below the noise: A Meditation on the practice of Silence – Anne D. LeClaire

Most failed expectation:  Resurrection Club – Christopher Wallace

Here’s the list of this year’s reads, with my favorites bolded. If you want to read my original review, just click on the title. (If the title and the author are linked separately, it’s because I wrote about the book 2 times. You know, should you want to read my multiple thoughts. And if there’s no link, it’s because I’d forgotten I’d read it until just now.)

Zoe’s Tale- John Scalzi

The Monsters of Templeton- Lauren Groff

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn – Betsy Smith

Frankly My Dear, I’m Dead- Livia J. Washburn

I Love Dirt- Jennifer Ward

Jesus the Christ- James E. Talmage

Six word memoirs on Love and Heartbreak by writers famous and obscure- ed. Smith Magazine

Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child- Marc Weissbluth

The clutter Diet -  Lorie Marrero

Mr Fooster traveling on a whim – Tom Corwin and Craig Frazier

Playful Parenting- Lawrence J. Cohen

Ms. Hempel Chronicles – Sarah Shun-Lien Bynum

Istanbul Noir

Why New Orleans Matters- Tom Piazza

AAP Guide to Toilet Training – Mark L Wolraich

Listening below the noise: A Meditation on the practice of Silence – Anne D. LeClaire

Black Butterfly- Mark Gatiss

Decline and Fall- Evelyn Waugh

Resurrection Club – Christopher Wallace

Still She Haunts Me- Katie Roiphe

You Can’t Keep a Good Woman Down- Alice Walker

Pandora in the Congo- Albert Sanchez Pinol

The Manual of Detection- Jedediah Berry

The Voyage Out- Virginia Woolf

The Snows of Kilamanjaro- Ernest Hemingway

Book of Mormon

Lectures on Faith- Joseph Smith

Suffering is Optional- Cheri Huber

The 25 Best Time Management Tools & Techniques: How to Get More Done Without Driving Yourself Crazy by Pamela Dodd and Doug Sundheim

The Creative Family by Amanda Soule

The Salvage Studio Amy Duncan and all

In Praise of Slowness- Carl Honore

What the Scriptures teach us about raising a child – S. Michael Wilcox

My Life in France- Julia Child

Gourmet Rhapsody- Muriel Barbery

The Ghost Stories of Muriel Spark- Muriel Spark

The Promise of Enough – Emily Freeman

Help! My apartment has a Kitchen Cookbook – Kevin Mills and Nancy Mills

Amish Peace – Suzanne Woods Fisher

To Kill A Mockingbird- Harper Lee

100 Top Picks for Homeschool Curriculum – Cathy Duffy

The White Garden – Stephanie Barron

Confessions of Arsene Lupin Maruice LeBlanc

A Christmas Carol- Charles Dickens

Sum: 40 Tales from the Afterlives- David Eagleman

The Housekeeper and the Professor- Yoko Ogawa

Oscar Wilde and the Dead Man’s Smile- Gyles Brandreth

Before Midnight –Rex Stout

The Blonde Lady – Maurice LeBlanc

Death of a Doxy- Rex Stout

The Club of Queer Trades- GK Chesterton

The Importance of Being Ernest- Oscar Wilde

The Power of Less- Leo Babauta

Death on A Midsummer Night- Kerry Greenwood

And that’s it for this year.  I achieved (or got close to) most of my book related goals; there were a couple that fell completely by the wayside, but aren’t there always?

Anyway, for anyone still reading, what was your favorite book this year?

Books. Oh the books.

When I sat down to start this post, it was going to be a sum up of my reading for the year, but as I look at the list, I realize I’m a bit behind on my reviews. OK, behind to the point of bordering on ridiculous. How is it I have 18 books I haven’t written about? There’s a gross negligence occurring, and I wish I could blame it on someone other than myself. Can I blame society as a whole? I think I shall.

Blaming society aside, here’s the last 18 books I read.

The Promise of Enough by Emily Freeman: This was really good; about how to accept the abundance we’ve been promised in all facets of our lives, using the miracle the loaves and fishes as a jumping off point. One thought that has stuck with me is that the Lord expands what we already have to fill our needs, rather than giving us something completely new.

Help! My apartment has a Kitchen Cookbook by Kevin Mills and Nancy Mills : This is a cute cookbook, written in an engaging style. I’ll admit I haven’t actually gotten around to cooking anything from it, but don’t hold that against it.

Amish Peace by Suzanne Woods Fisher :One of the best books I read all year. Fisher, who is not Amish, details the Amish way of life in a way that is accessible and enjoyable, and leaves you wanting to incorporate some of their practices into daily life.

To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee: I hadn’t read this since high school, and was happy to have the opportunity to read it for book club. I’d been meaning to reread it, so it was good to have the push. What can I say? It’s brilliant. And I totally cried towards the end (I’d forgotten the whole last 1/4th of the book), and remembered crying at that same point when I’d read it before.

100 Top Picks for Homeschool Curriculum by Cathy Duffy: This book is utterly fantastic. Even if you’re not planning on homeschooling, the first section is all about solidifying what your ideas of what teaching and education are, and determining what kind of a learner your child is. That’s important information for anybody. But then it goes on to cross reference all of those factors through Duffy’s top 100 Curriculum picks, making it easy to see what will match your philosophy and your child’s learning style. And she has in depth reviews of all of those curriculum. Seriously, so good.

The White Garden by Stephanie Barron: I wrote about this before, so I’ll be lazy and just paste it here: I hit the point where I had to zoom through and finish it to find out what happened, totally sacrificing the boring (but I suppose important, I just didn’t care about the characters in question; ok, that’s not fair, I did, I just cared about a different element more) subplot to get through it. It’s working on the premise that Virginia Woolf didn’t commit suicide when everyone thought she did- that she ran to Vita Sackville-West instead. (This works because her body wasn’t found until weeks after she left her “suicide” notes.) I adore Virginia Woolf, and this was an interesting look at her, although I tend to see Virginia and her husband’s relationship in a different light, but I’m hardly a Woolf scholar, and prefer to imagine her having gotten some kind of solace from him. But anyway, it was really good. I recommend it.

Confessions of Arsene Lupin and The Blonde Lady by Maruice LeBlanc: Arsene Lupin is a character tailor made for me; witty, brilliant, devious, a master thief who also solves crimes… ah, I love it. The first of these titles is a collection of short stories, all very solid. The second appears to be short stories, but is really a novel in vignettes, as they all mix and intertwine and come together at the end. Very enjoyable.

A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens: This was also a book club read, and surprisingly, it’s the first time I’ve ever read it. Well, perhaps not so surprising, seeing as Dickens and I had that falling out. But I highly enjoyed it, and it did much to reconcile Dickens and I. Not a complete reconciliation, mind you, but we’re back to being more than nodding acquaintances now.

Sum: 40 Tales from the Afterlives by David Eagleman: Oh my goodness this book was brilliant. Written by a neuroscientist (neurobiologist? I can’t remember), it contains 40 different visions of what happens after we die (fictional, not sciency). Some are beautiful, some are tragic, some are funny, all are very thought provoking. The writing is incredible, the content very stirring.

The Housekeeper and the Professor by Yoko Ogawa: Lovely is the word that comes to mind when I think of this book. Just … lovely. It’s the story of a woman hired to keep house for a mathematics professor who, due to a car accident in 1975, has a memory of only 80 minutes. He can remember anything that happened before the accident, (so his knowledge of math is in tact), but anything after that is erased after 80 minutes. He copes with this by covering his suit with notes – the saddest, perhaps, being the note he sees first thing in the morning, reminding him about the condition of his memory. As the housekeeper gets to know him (he meets her anew every day), he teaches her about math. When he discovers that she has a son, he demands that the son be with his mother after school, and the professor and the son develop a profound bond. Throughout, math concepts are used to mirror, symbolize, and explain the relationship between the three of them, and while I’m no math person, I thought it was done very well. There’s no grand miracle, the professor isn’t cured, it’s just a lovely story of people reaching out to connect.

Oscar Wilde and the Dead Man’s Smile by Gyles Brandreth: This is the third in a series of murder mysteries based within the life of Oscar Wilde. Excellently written, and highly enjoyable.

Before Midnight, and Death of a Doxy by Rex Stout: I’ve been meaning to read some Nero Wolfe for a while now, and I’m glad I jumped in. These are solid, highly enjoyable mysteries with difficult, but guessable solutions. The characters are wonderful, and I’m going to need to read more.

The Club of Queer Trades by GK Chesterton: I actually thought this was a Nero Wolfe book when I started reading it (long story involving formatting on the haunted Kindle), but was delighted to find a completely unexpected series of short stories. They all revolve around strange employments people have created for themselves – like the Office of Distraction, where you can hire an expert to keep someone busy and out of your hair. I don’t want to say much more, because so much of the enjoyment comes from the revelation of what is actually happening in the stories. It has an off kilter feel that reminded me of  The Manual of Detection, and I hugely enjoyed it.

The Importance of Being Ernest by Oscar Wilde: I admit that I read this because I was getting close to the end of the year deadline and it was short, but I’d not read it before, so I don’t feel bad about it. What can I say, Wilde was a genius, and every word of this is perfect. I’d love to be in a production of this, but it would be hard to deliver some of the lines without laughing.

The Power of Less by Leo Babauta: This was a good, if slight book. Written in a very casual style, it puts forth Babauta’s version of time and task management, which boils down to simplification. He has some useful ideas, and some pretty standard time management ideas, but overall it was worth the read.

Death on A Midsummer Night by Kerry Greenwood: I totally binged on this book yesterday, reading it in one fell swoop and staying up way too late.  It’s part of Greenwood’s Phryne Fisher series, which I love, and was everything I expected.

There you have it. Expect a roundup later tonight or tomorrow, who knows.

At this moment

I’m in a funky, feisty mood.  I think it will be remedied by attacking my house. Either with cleaning, or fire. (Note: This should not be used against me should my house catch on fire.)

We’re listening to Follow the Prophet. It is an EPIC song. It has approximately 57 verses. And more than 1/2 of them are more than 1/2 snark.

I’m reading Simplicity Parenting: Using the Extraordinary Power of Less to Raise Calmer, Happier, and More Secure Kids, which is fantastic, and is inspiring me to throw out about 3/4 of everything we own. Anyone want anything? Seriously, now is the time to lay claim.

Z is calling me to see the poop she pooped in the potty. When do they stop showing you their poop?

Tiny just snaked Z’s juice box. It was pretty funny.

Speaking of giving things away, I have a LeapFrog WordLaunch Learn-to-Read-It System that needs a home. First person who says they want it, gets it. It’s new in the box, and looks pretty cool. I might actually have 2, should you not be the 1st person and still want it- I just have to make sure the 2nd one has the cable-y thingie.  (Don’t take the fact that I’m giving it away as a sign, it just won’t connect to our TV the way we have everything set up. And the 2nd one is an extra my mom had, and I’d said I’d find it a home.)

I have an Oprah magazine sitting on my desk that’s been sitting here, unread, for more than a week.

Tiny is screaming. I think it’s time for a nap.

I get to go see Sherlock Holmes tonight. Yay! It looks pretty much tailor made for me, and I’m going to enjoy it, no matter what anyone else says. To quote Mindy Kaling, “1860′s London in winter is my favorite setting, ever.”   That might not be strictly true, but it’s pretty close.

I’m eating a piece of peanut butter fudge. I have to make the most of it before Jan. 1 when I say farewell to sugar.

Seriously, people, where does all the crap in my house come from? And why can’t I type u and s in their proper order in words? I’ve done it wrong at every opportunity in this post.

Off to clean out my fridge and try to obliterate the coleslaw smell. (To my knowledge, there is no coleslaw in the fridge. This slightly disturbs me.)

What’s going with you at this moment?

Christmas week in pictures

Christmas dresses for the Sunday before Christmas. Z wore hers from last year, and Tiny’s  was her birthday present from her Grandma. They didn’t match, but they did match for the cousin party later in the week:

where they danced,

decorated “Christmas trees”,

and generally had a grand ol’ time.

(For Aunt Cindy: from left to right: Zoe, Aiden, Tiny, Ethan, Elenoa, Kyleigh, Dylan)

The next day, because we forgot the above pictured Christmas tree at Auntie’s house, we decorated our own gingerbread houses. Z thought she being sneaky wiping all of the frosting off from between the candy and eating it.  When I laughed and told her it was ok to do, she was quite confused.

On Christmas Eve we went to San Francisco with the extended family for lunch at Pier 39:

Tiny was quite happy during lunch with her blankie and Pooh Bear. This was before the ear infection of doom kicked in. Doom, I tell you.

Then we explored the Pier:

Zoe, modeling on the Pier:

The girls got new pjs on Christmas Eve, (we all did – the joys of being the one picking the presents!).

Tiny rocked the Cindy Lou-Who look,

and Zoe did the robot while I took pictures. (Quite literally, she did the robot dance. I could post a series of pictures, but I won’t.)

Then my camera battery gave out, and Tiny woke up with an ear infection, which we didn’t know about until 2 days of screaming later.

It was lovely.

But really, we did have a wonderful time, despite the crazed, hysterical screaming. Everyone loved their presents and was quite spoiled. (Especially me! Woohoo!)

I’ll post pictures from Christmas Day if I can figure out where they are (we took them with the other camera).

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas too, sans screaming! :)

Christmas in the Park

Every year in downtown San Jose they (who’s they? I don’t know. The City?) takes a park and turns it into a veritable Christmas wonderland filled with Christmas trees and cute, if odd, displays. We’d never gone, but decided to make it a field trip for our Moms Playgroup. So today we met up with some friends (and even got a surprise guest appearance from Hilary! WOO HOO! I need to magically run into you more often!) and braved the beauty and strangeness of Christmas in the park.

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Crazy jungle tree. This one was a kid favorite.

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We all saw this and said, “What do frogs have to do with Christmas?”. Then we saw that it was called Caribbean Christmas, and said, “Oh!”. Then we thought a second more, and said, “What do frogs have to do with the Caribbean?” And we ended up more confused than we started.

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100_6098Two adorable misses. And check out Z’s new coat, I love it. You can see it better in the following picture- just ignore her face, I’m not sure what she was doing.

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And just in case you didn’t know:

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Happy pictures

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My parents’ awesome elephant Christmas tree.

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Zoe’s drawing of our family.  Notice how Tiny (2nd from the left) is smaller than everyone else, and my legs (far right) are longer than her Daddy’ (far left).  I always wanted to be leggy.

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Tiny, eating beans and looking like one of The Mighty Boosh.

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Zoe, wishing you the merriest of Christmases. Or, as she calls it, “Cri-mas”.

A grateful heart

Brandy (my beloved Brandy) posted on her blog today about how her day was the greatest (in classic “state your thesis and give 5 supporting sentences” format), and ended with the question, “Was your day the greatest?”, and when I read that I just laughed. Today was so run around, rush around crazy that no, it wasn’t the greatest.

And then I thought about it.

Today I got to take B to the airport and kiss him before he left for a couple of days.

I got to see the adoration in Z and Tiny’s eyes as they said goodbye, and the matching adoration in his.

I got to spend time with my Daddy, helping uncover hidden treasures in his house.

I got to see my Grandma’s handwriting again.

I got to talk to my sister on the phone.

I got to spend time with my wonderful childhood friend, who I am SO blessed to have in my life again.

I got to watch our girls play together.

I got to watch our (smaller) girls trying to walk and sign and talk together.

I got to put together ridiculously small (and cute!) gingerbread houses.

I had a grilled turkey and cheese sandwich for dinner.

I got to watch amazing dancing tonight.

It has been a really great day.

Thanks Brandy, for reminding me.

Careful the words you say, children will listen

So Z was singing today, and I asked her what she was singing, and she said “The song about Jesus and sunshine”.  I assumed she meant the Sunbeam song (“Jesus wants me for a sunbeam, to shine for him each day…”) , but then I heard her sing “When Jesus shows His smiling face, there is sunshine in my soul”. I asked her where she heard that song and she said, with a smile that showed she knew she was being clever,  “In church”.

We sang that song as the opening hymn in Sacrament meeting.

2 weeks ago.

I’ve been feeling really strongly lately that I need to be singing more, and I think this is a definite push in the direction of the songs I need to be singing.  She’s got “Quickly I’ll Obey” down (the words, if not the behavior), and we were working on “Choose the Right” before her little revelation today, so I think we’re heading in the right way.

Does anyone know how to find out what songs they’ll be singing in Primary next year?