Welp, that was quite a week. Wednesday was my last day at the library. To sort of add a celebratory final note to the night, the spouse and I got Chinese take-out, which we promptly brought home, put on plates, and began to eat. And that’s when Nick found a dead hornet in his. Surprise! Guess what we’re not eating much of these days.
I started a new job on Thursday at a place called Dutch Maid Bakery. It’s 45 minutes from my house, and you may be asking, “Why the heck would you do that, Melanie?” Well, because the bakery is right by the college I’m attending this fall (we start August 31). My plan is to work early in the morning, go to my American Sign Language class, then go back to the bakery for a few hours. If I were only going to school, I’d have a lot of free time on my hands, and I don’t do well with unstructured free time.
So far, I like watching the decorators make cute cookies (example) and frost custom cake orders (example). Biscuit remains skeptical as to whether I should have a job at all while going to school, and I’ll have to wait and see if she’s right! I’m grateful I don’t need the money, so if things don’t jive with school, I have the freedom to decide what to do.
This is the first job I’ve had where I get tips. I’m not a waitress; there’s a tip jar by the cash register as a “thanks.” Counting tips later at home is unbelievably exciting. I did not know this would be a thing. It’s likely exciting because it’s not money I count on — again, I’m grateful — and it just feels like money you find in your winter jacket from last year.
I’ve been asked by a few people if I’m worried I will eat all the baked goods! There are a number of donuts, which aren’t my thing, and quite a few cream-filled sort of pastries, which would go inside my stomach and burn the place down. The cookies are tempting, but when you’re working with these items all day, they slowly become product more than food. So far, I’ve eaten one cake donut, and that’s because they decided to use me as a hand model with a donut and coffee for their social media on the first day, lol. They were like, “Pick a donut to eat!” I did not want to be rude!
THIS WEEK’S BLOG POSTS
I turned back time and reviewed books by women long gone from this world. On Tuesday, I shared my review of Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen, annotated by Patricia Meyer Spacks. Thanks to everyone who shared their love for Austen and which books are their favorites and why. I’m definitely sold on annotated editions of classic books, especially if they have footnotes on the side of the page and include images to help me picture the time period (clothing, buildings, furniture, etc.). Thanks again to Roshni for reading with me!
Zora Neale Hurston comes to life thanks to her niece, Lucy Ann Hurston, who collected Zora’s letters, playbills, custom holiday cards, rough drafts, and audio clips/interviews into one book entitled Speak, So You Can Speak Again. It’s perfect for fans of this writing giant who deserves all the attention that comes her way that she didn’t get when she walked the Earth.
NEXT WEEK’S BLOG POSTS
How do you go about being a stage performer if you can’t hear? What if people look at you as a leader among all disabled people when you don’t know much about disability? Is not hearing enough credential? What if your dad were a World War II spy and you learned to survive from him? These are questions Terry Galloway explores in her memoir, MEAN Little deaf Queer. In my review, I explore each of the four adjectives in the title of the book and how well Galloway conveyed them.
It’s time for the last book in the Herald Spy trilogy from Mercedes Lackey. We at #ReadingValdemar wrap up life with Mags and Amily as the main characters in Closer to the Chest. When Jackie @ Death by Tsundoku mentioned to me that this trilogy reads more like a cozy mystery, I was both surprised and immediately convinced. Closer to the Chest only proved her more right!
BOOKS ADDED TO THE TBR PILE
Owned Books on TBR at Beginning of Year: 242
Owned Books on TBR Today: 210
A note on a couple of books: I recently finished and loved Trejo: My Life of Crime, Redemption, and Hollywood, written and read by Danny Trejo. It was such a massive treat. Don’t let his slow reading style make you impatient; the man is worth listening to. And don’t skip the end story by a different reader, who was one of Trejo’s addiction sponsees.
I also started Tomorrow When the War Began by John Marsden on the recommendation of Bill @ The Australian Legend and encouragement of a few others. So far, I’m loving the narrator’s tone. Australian YA sounds so different from U.S. YA. I’m reading this book aloud to Nick each night.
Thanks to Anne @ I’ve Read This for her recommendation!