THIS WEEK IN REFLECTION
Sometimes I don’t leave my apartment for many days because I don’t have to. You’ll know when I am coming out of one of these cave-dwelling sessions because I look like a creature that someone stood up, put pants on, and whispered, “act normal.”
Anyway, three classes of interpreting were cancelled because my professor’s sibling is reaching final days. Thus, I’ve been home not know what to do with those two hours I would normally be commuting each MWF. Talking to the cat. Not doing interpreting class. Wondering if I wore these sweatpants yesterday or if I only think I wore them yesterday. Doing ASL class online. Bouncing around to this video. Trying convince myself I need to learn two hours’ worth of different ways English-speaking people use the word “run.” <<<<why did we do this to ourselves???
I got an email that the Zora Neale Hurston book club was meeting this weekend, which I did not know because I was following the wrong website, so I gobbled up Tell My Horse in two days so I could join via Zoom on Saturday. There was no one to stop me. It was Nick’s weekend to work in Chicago, so other than helping Biscuit pick out an outfit for a party via video and my cat throwing up on the carpet (okay, let’s be honest, I held her over a trash can, she panicked and started windmilling her dumb cat arms, and that means she threw up everywhere), I had lots of time to read.
More wisely, I should have worked on some content for videos in ASL. I just learned I have to make eight of them for my new website that I shared with you guys last weekend. I was so proud I did the one! LOL! I’m already making a list of what to sign about, like maybe how to play a board game or what I looked like at my wedding, maybe describe the layout of my new house, etc..
We have decided Kitty is not coming to the new house with us. Like, not fully. She’s taken to throwing up several times per week, and last time we went to the vet she held the entire staff hostage at knife point for a few hours. They couldn’t even weigh her, she was so vicious. Although barfing actually isn’t normal for a cat, she doesn’t appear to be suffering. She eats and drinks and bombs in her litter box, she’s affectionate and looks out the windows and stomps on my stomach right after I’ve eaten. But, the new house has plush carpet, and I’m 95% sure I’m allergic to cats, a fact I realized a solid ten years into owning her. The new house has a rather large entry room with four windows, industrial carpet, and it’s heated. So, what I’m saying is “Congrats, Kitty! You’re Getting Your Own Apartment!” We’re going to have a comfy chair, table, and lamp out there, too, so in the morning when Nick’s wake-up battery is only 5% charged he can sit with her, and I can read out there, etc.
THIS WEEK’S BLOG POSTS
Two books, each a different kind of scary. In The Invited by Jennifer McMahon, a woman collects materials to include in the house she’s building with her husband, neglecting to tell him all the materials (some bricks, a beam, a mantle) were “witnesses” to grisly deaths. Not really horror, McMahon sticks you in that sweet spot of spooky historical fiction with an element of solving a mystery.
My first YA book of the year was scary in that way that makes you fearful. If We Were Snowflakes by Barbara D’Souza imagines an alternate future in which government overreach becomes the stuff of nightmares both past and future. I was reminded of conversations around taxing soft drinks (a Google search yields results from the NIH, WHO, Harvard, Berkeley, etc.) and forced operations on “undesirable” people when euthanasia was explored as an actual solution to society’s problems.
NEXT WEEK’S BLOG POSTS
Tuesday I’ll post my review of the last Betty MacDonald memoir, Onions in the Stew. While Nick and I truly enjoyed it while I read it aloud, the sections I highlighted brought a number of problems to the forefront!
Thanks to that speedy read for Zora book club, I’ll have her anthropology essays in Tell My Horse, which is about the Caribbean, up on Thursday. Ghosts, zombies, possessions — and this is non-fiction.
BOOKS ADDED TO THE TBR PILE
Owned Books on TBR at Beginning of Year: 202
Owned Books on TBR Last Week: 195
Owned Books on TBR Today: 193