I bought a book about slab pies just after Christmas, and I keep trying to read it before bed.
It’s really good, and pie is something I’d like to be better at so I have good motivation to keep working through it. Nonetheless, the prose is written in such a cozy way that I keep dozing off after just a few pages. I get all warm and thinking about pie and….zonk.
In slightly more successful reading news, I’ve been listening to The Girl in the Tower, the second book of the Winternight Trilogy, and if you want a snowy, Russian-inspired fairy tale, I can’t recommend it (and it’s predecessor, The Bear and the Nightingale) enough. They are particularly enjoyable in audiobook format, because the names and places are so beautiful to hear spoken aloud. The final book comes out next week, so I’ll just be right here by my fire listening away.
But on to movies: Has anyone seen the new Mary Poppins? I begged and pleaded with the kids to go while I was off with them on break (and their favorite babysitter did the same), but they are just Not Interested. I feel like I’ve failed them. (Or they’re failing me, the little traitorous beasties!) I should probably just go by myself, but it’s much more logistically difficult.
Speaking of logistically difficult, though, as you will know if you follow me anywhere else on the internets, we finished the Hogwarts Castle Lego set last night. Our niece did something like the first 20 bags while she was here on Christmas-proper, and everyone else has been slowly chipping away at it since. It’s the second largest Lego set currently in existence, so I’m pretty proud of our solid group effort. (Although now I feel like I’m going to spend the rest of my life protecting it from harm. And from Sweet Husband, who wants to take it apart. [<—What kind of monster does this?!?!])
Moving on from logistically difficult to more just straight-up difficult, one of my besties plied me with gin on New Year’s Eve and talked me into signing up for the “Golden Hawk”, aka every single race our local “Trailhawks” running group puts on in a year. (I mean, I was thinking about it already. She was just encouragement. And she makes a damn good gin punch.) Three 5K’s, one 10K, two 10 milers, one marathon…and a partridge in a pear tree. The marathon is a little scary, I’ll admit. Maybe I need to get an audio version of my pie book and listen to it on the treadmill?
I’ll leave you with one more of Hogwarts. Aren’t the little windows magical?!