I had hoped to read more last month but alas that didn’t happen. Granted, I had also hoped to grow past age 10, but Lord love a duck that did not happen either. You just gotta roll with it, I guess. To be completely fair, it was my choice to not read more in September; it was NOT my choice to stop growing in the fifth grade. 😀
I’m baaaaaack! As I mentioned earlier, my grandma celebrated her 90TH BIRTHDAY and I went back to Minnesota to party hard with her. Okay, get together with family and reminisce while eating lots of food because party hard when you’re 90 means something different than when you were 21. 😀 A responsible, forward-planning Tanya would have prewritten some posts but I ain’t that gal. Some day. Maybe.
That’s me in a nutshell … stuck. My mind goes 24/7 and conjures up these amazing ideas that fill me with such life-sustaining hope of what my life could be, while simultaneously feeling just out-of-reach — like a fluttering butterfly that I chase to no avail. Because even if I miraculously captured this elusive insect, I wouldn’t know what to do with it if I did. And now I feel like a stuck loser, which is not a happy or true place to live.
So last month I read 1.5 books so I’m pleased as Harry Potter winning the Quidditch Cup to have completed two whole books in one month. That’s right: 2 books. Sure, my normal average is around 5+ books per month but with my non-existent my reading mojo, I can’t complain. Well, not too much. And yes, I know — #FirstWorldBookNerdProblem and I’d probably feel guilty if I weren’t an American, where being a diva is a right. I take advantage of all my rights, including being a book diva and voting. 😀
I don’t know when Fall officially begins and I’m far too lazy to google it. But what I do know is that you can buy your cat some devil ears for his Halloween costume at Target and order a Pumpkin Spice Latte at Starbucks, so it must be Fall. Yes, I base season beginnings on store offerings versus actual official dates chosen by God or some scientist. Or worse — a politician. 😀 It’s not completely my fault either. LA is fairly season-less. I mean in Minnesota you knew it was winter when it was 80 below and a whiteout.
Last month I didn’t participate in the SUYB link-up because GASP … I didn’t read anything in June. And to be completely honest, I didn’t read anything in July either. But I managed to read 1.5 books this past weekend so … yay Tanya! You go, girl! Get your read on! Seriously, I was a little worried that maybe a non-reader alien had possessed me, which is just rude. I mean if you’re going to possess me — be a reader, please! But I’m back, baby!