Tuesday, May 4, 2010

laissez les bon temps roulez!

it's almost here. you can feel it in the air. baseball season has started, the sun is shining on a regular basis, and all the college students i know are in the midst of finals.

oh yes, my friends. summer is right around the corner.

to be completely honest, there are fewer things i love more than a warm summer's day. it's the best feeling in the world to just lay outside with a good book--which is exactly what i did today.

now, as everyone knows (or i assume everyone knows, because i can't shut up about it), i am a book fiend. i just love delving in to a story, and rarely find one to be unpalatable. today, i not only finished my latest installment in the "brainless but sweet" category--Nora Robert's Savor the Moment, but also began to reread one of my favorite novels of all time--Gabriel Garcia Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude.

firstly, don't start judging me because of Nora. she's wonderful. ok, so she isn't very stimulating to the intellect, but her characters are ALWAYS worth rooting for. and this series (the Bride Quartet, or something along those lines) is so great with the characterization and the interplay of female relationships, and how your friendships can really help define and center you. wonderful, albeit a little smut filled.

and what can i even begin to say about Marquez? he's wonderful. yes, a bit difficult to read, with all of the stream of consciousness and constant reuse of character names. but the novel is so complex and such an interesting study of family and politics and the wonder of life. one of the things that i love about this particular story is the constant duality of the simplicity of family and the ridiculous webs that they manage to create for themselves. it's such an amazing book by such an amazing author, and i highly, HIGHLY recommend it.

in other news, my cat has officially reached a size where he can no longer be called a kitten. he is, in fact, morbidly obese. i have come to this realization after denying it for quite some time. in fact, it was only this morning, after he laid on my chest and i could not (and i mean could NOT) breathe, that i realized he needs to go on a serious diet. any suggestions would be helpful.

love and pie (to everyone but bruce),

ashlie