Real ultrasound this week! I'm excited to see this little guy again. And I know it's a boy, but it will be nice to have that double confirmed. I'm feeling him more and more every day, which I'm grateful for. Now if only I could get rid of this backache!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
GNO - Thriller
I'm so blessed to have a wonderful mother and sisters and sister in law!! We all got together for a Girl's Night Out on the town!
We first met up at The Corner Bakery Cafe for dinner. We all mostly enjoyed our sandwiches, salads and soup. And don't forget dessert!
All of us - minus Tami (who is taking the pic)
Then we headed over to Kingsbury Hall to see Thriller. This was the first time any of us had been, and it was so much fun! There were good parts, bad parts, and parts that made me laugh, and overall it was just a good time.
I can't think of a better group of girls to hang out with for the night!
Friday, October 15, 2010
Book #64 - A Girl Named Zippy
A Girl Named Zippy
Haven Kimmel
Haven Kimmel
Blurb: If you look at an atlas of the United States, one published around, say , 1940, there is, in the state of Indiana, north of New Castle and east of the Epileptic Village, a small town called Mooreland. In 1940 the population of Mooreland was about three hundred people; in 1950 the population was three hundred, and in 1960, 1970, and 1980, and so on. The book that follows is about a child from Mooreland, Indiana, written by one of the three hundred. It's a memoir, and a sigh of gratitude, a way of returning. I no longer live there; I can't speak for the town or its people as they are now. Someone has taken my place. Whoever she is, her stories are her own (taken in part from the prologue).
Length: Medium - 275 pages
Notes: I really liked this book. I listened to the audio version, and it was a perfect book to listen to. At first, it baffled me that this girl had written this book about her childhood - and it really is just random stories from her childhood - but it was so entertaining. This could have been any one of us - although I don't think I had quite so many funny stories about growing up. It made me wish that I had a better memory. But I laughed. A lot. Out loud. It was a thouroughly entertaining book!
Random quote : "...she waited until she and my grandfather Anthel were just home from their honeymoon, and then sat him down and told him this: "Honey, I know you like to take a drink, and that's all right, but be forewarned that I ain't your maid and I ain't your punching bag, and if you ever raise your hand to me you'd best kill me. Because otherwise I'll wait until you're asleep; sew you into the bed; and beat you to death with a frying pan." Until he died, I am told, my grandfather was a gentle man."
Recommend: yes
Have you read this book? Share your feelings!
{Abbi-a-Day} Days 281-287 Draft
This is what happens when your daughter is let loose among the cherry tomatoes in the garden...
Another from the tutu session - I'm so mad I cut off her legs in this, because I love this picture!
Breakfast time - and a little girl who has a hard time sitting in her high chair
Concentrating on that picture!!
Running in the back yard
The weather's changing - time for that pullover!
Getting into trouble after bathtime
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Book #63 - Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet
Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet
Jamie Ford
Blurb: In the opening pages of Jamie Ford’s stunning debut novel, Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet, Henry Lee comes upon a crowd gathered outside the Panama Hotel, once the gateway to Seattle’s Japantown. It has been boarded up for decades, but now the new owner has made an incredible discovery: the belongings of Japanese families, left when they were rounded up and sent to internment camps during World War II. As Henry looks on, the owner opens a Japanese parasol.
This simple act takes old Henry Lee back to the 1940s, at the height of the war, when young Henry’s world is a jumble of confusion and excitement, and to his father, who is obsessed with the war in China and having Henry grow up American. While “scholarshipping” at the exclusive Rainier Elementary, where the white kids ignore him, Henry meets Keiko Okabe, a young Japanese American student. Amid the chaos of blackouts, curfews, and FBI raids, Henry and Keiko forge a bond of friendship–and innocent love–that transcends the long-standing prejudices of their Old World ancestors. And after Keiko and her family are swept up in the evacuations to the internment camps, she and Henry are left only with the hope that the war will end, and that their promise to each other will be kept.
Forty years later, Henry Lee is certain that the parasol belonged to Keiko. In the hotel’s dark dusty basement he begins looking for signs of the Okabe family’s belongings and for a long-lost object whose value he cannot begin to measure. Now a widower, Henry is still trying to find his voice–words that might explain the actions of his nationalistic father; words that might bridge the gap between him and his modern, Chinese American son; words that might help him confront the choices he made many years ago. (from Goodreads)
This simple act takes old Henry Lee back to the 1940s, at the height of the war, when young Henry’s world is a jumble of confusion and excitement, and to his father, who is obsessed with the war in China and having Henry grow up American. While “scholarshipping” at the exclusive Rainier Elementary, where the white kids ignore him, Henry meets Keiko Okabe, a young Japanese American student. Amid the chaos of blackouts, curfews, and FBI raids, Henry and Keiko forge a bond of friendship–and innocent love–that transcends the long-standing prejudices of their Old World ancestors. And after Keiko and her family are swept up in the evacuations to the internment camps, she and Henry are left only with the hope that the war will end, and that their promise to each other will be kept.
Forty years later, Henry Lee is certain that the parasol belonged to Keiko. In the hotel’s dark dusty basement he begins looking for signs of the Okabe family’s belongings and for a long-lost object whose value he cannot begin to measure. Now a widower, Henry is still trying to find his voice–words that might explain the actions of his nationalistic father; words that might bridge the gap between him and his modern, Chinese American son; words that might help him confront the choices he made many years ago. (from Goodreads)
Length: Medium - 304 pages
Notes:I feel like the majority of the books I've read this year are either the teen fantastical genre or WWII genre. But here is another WWII book! When I was reading this, I liked it ok. But now that I'm done, and the more I think of it, I think I actually like it more than when I was reading it. It's about WWII, but it kind of takes a different path than most of the other books I've read. It's about a Chinese boy who has a Japanese friend in the US during the war, and how the prejudices affected that friendship and their lives. It wasn't the most exciting book, but it did have a good story, and I did learn a lot from it. I would recommend it, but I didn't get as emotionally attached to it as I have to some others.
Random quote : "The hardest choices in life aren't between what's right and what's wrong but between what's right and what's best."
Recommend: yes
Have you read this book? Share your feelings!
Monday, October 11, 2010
18 Weeks
I'm starting to think that a weekly update might be too much - I really don't have much to say! I guess I should say that I'm blessed with a problem-free pregnancy and all is going well so far. I feel like I'm gaining too much weight this month - I really need to eat better - but overall, I feel good. My lower back has been giving me some issues, which makes it hard to carry Abbi when she wants picked up, but it's not unbearable at this point. 2 more weeks until halfway there!
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