Well, I'll admit it! If there is some sort of personality test posted on a blog or Facebook, I'll take it, always, unless they make me sign up for something. Otherwise, I'm all over it. Whatever the reason, for me at least, it's a bit of an obsession. Instead of trying to fight it, I'm embracing it! Actually, I'm blowing it up...
Tuesday marked the end of Mardi Gras. Perhaps you've been or just witnessed it on the internet. Either way, you'll probably agree it's a spectacle. It also gives a glimpse into the the unusual, mystical city itself. In a way, Mardi Gras is the anthem of the musical opus of New Orleans.
• This week in Northern Virginia we again saw record highs, all week. Not just one day, not just one afternoon - all week. In February in the Washington, DC area, the cherry blossoms are budding. So, let's talk about climate change and how to educate ourselves and others on this topic through information and books!
You know the song "To All the Girls I've Loved Before"? The song that goes ... "who travel in and out my door...I dedicate this song." Change "girl" to "books" and that is what today's blog is about. To all the books I've loved before.
First it's Monday. ('Nuff said.) The sun is finally out. But, I'm not sure that makes up for the weather being meh (yes, that's the official term for gloomy and dreary) for the last several weeks. If it were a real winter I'd be curled up by a cozy fire right now with my book. Instead, I guess I'll have to settle for the wood-burning fire channel or at least a pretty candle. Perhaps this is why I have not made at far as I would like in my reading goals this year. So, how am I doing? Let's see...
When I visited New York City in December, I took my book, The Travelers, along for some photo ops. No, the fact that people looked at me like a crazy person as I propped up a book in windows, subway stations and restaurants didn't discourage me from doing it again in a new location, this time San Francisco!
I grew up in a government family, so acronyms became words whose meanings I rarely understood. Some of them I even thought were just words being used wrong. My family would say something that sounded like "scissor" in a sentence where the word "scissor" had no place! I realize now it's some sort of acronym, I still don't know what it means though.
Many people don't think reading and books are important. Here are several reasons why they are flat out wrong and you should either start reading or read more! (Trust me, they're good ones.)
K.L. Kranes 