Things have been a little quiet over here at Bookish Habits – I do apologize; it’s been quite a hectic summer! Just this morning I had to run one of our cats to the vet after what I can only describe as a freak-out episode, the first half of which she screamed in what we can only assume was some kind of pain, and the latter part of which she was panting and drooling like a dog that had run an ultramarathon in the Mexican mountains. The vet said she seemed perfectly healthy, all systems normal, by the time I got her there, though. (What? Okay. Sure. Let’s go with fine.) At any rate, not nearly enough time for leisurely reading, and I’ve been choosing long, complicated books to boot (Cloud Atlas – review coming shortly-loved it, by the way; currently, Infinite Jest…)
Friends have been in and out of town all summer, and our Wednesday nights at the Botanical Gardens have been a near-regular staple, despite the 100 degree heatwave that doesn’t want to break. Ever. The pool has been visited but unfortunately not frequented. Last weekend it was sort of like used bathwater. Ew. Not refreshing. We’ve been climbing (in a gym, thus far, only) and I’ve been going to yoga classes. Running has not been happening, mostly due to my hatred of both treadmills and triple-digit heat.
Decisions for the upcoming nuptials are being made, suits and dresses bought, color palettes nearly chosen. (Who knew you had to pick a color palette? Apparently this is a basic thing besides deciding on what the bridesmaid dresses will be. Ugh. An event/party planner I am not. Luckily the coconspirator’s sister is, indeed, an event planner, and I’m sure her help will be crucial to getting through this.) We even had our engagement photos taken, a year after the fact, by a wonderfully fun and cheerful husband-wife photographer team.
In bookish news, the new bookclub I am in finally met a couple weeks ago and we discussed Room. It was interesting to revisit the novel after a few months, especially with people who’d just read it. None of them liked it at first, and then poof they couldn’t put it down. I think these ladies will be a great group, although it was hard to leave at 11pm since I was the only one who had to get up and go to work the next day. The rest are teachers with the summer off. Why did I give up on my plans to be a teacher, again?
Hopefully all this social nonsense will die down a little, and I can go back to shoving my nose in a book with more regularity. Being social is exhausting, no matter how fantastic the people are. Bookclub is at my place next time around, and we’re reading The Intuitionist, which I’m excited about. I promise I’ll be hopping around to some other bookish blogs soon & catching up!
How has everyone else’s summer been shaping up?