I finished reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy. I liked it. I don't know if the timing was right for me to read this book as it didn't really "speak to me" as I had hoped it would. The story was set in the post-apocalyptic world, from what I understand, and it was about a father and son who are almost the last people on earth. The world is dismal and gray and rather depressing, and although I was touched by the father-son relationship, I think it wasn't the book for me to read at this point in my life. I was hoping for something a little more uplifting. Trevor would be disappointed in my review, but...there it is. I'm not UNrecommending it. It was a great book, and I will probably revisit it again in the future.
I have now started One Hundred Years of Solitude and am 2 pages into it. I like it so far--more info on that to come.
Tonight we had one of our old friends over for dinner, Matt Lohmeier. It was nice to have someone over because it forced me to cook a nice meal on a weeknight. Something I should probably do more often. But we had a good time talking with him.
Great weather today. I found a CUTE pattern for headbands on Elizabeth Kartchner's blog (her link is on the left) and had to run to the quilt shop in Hennessy to get some fat quarters to make headbands. Originally I had intended on making them as gifts, but the fabric is so cute, I just might keep them for myself.
Playgroup was at Leah's house and she made a DELICIOUS pork polente, I think it's called. Yum. I am really going to miss my friends here--that is the worst thing about moving. Thank heavens for blogs--we can all keep track of each other as long as we live. Or at least as long as the internet lasts.