October Memory-a-Day

Monday, October 1st: Getting a “Rabbit, rabbit!” text from my mom ♥

Tuesday, October 2nd: Taking a video of the final out of the Wild Card game and feeling really really happy that the Rockies won!

Wednesday, October 3rd: Parking next to Alamo Placito Park on a beautiful fall evening and seeing all the flowers still in bloom and even a couple having a picnic.

Thursday, October 4th: Realizing the Rockies game was going to go later than I thought and I wouldn’t have time to go for a post-work run.

Friday, October 5th: Feeling really irritated by Senator Collins’s smiling face.

Saturday, October 6th: Hearing Joey tell me “I think sitting in a movie theater together is our happiest place!” ♥

Sunday, October 7th: Thinking “at least I won’t have to sit in the cold at 7:40 tomorrow night” as the Rockies were down 6-0 in the ninth inning.

Monday, October 8th: Feeling rushed as I tried to get ready for work and make Joey and I breakfast after getting home from the first day back at the gym.

Tuesday, October 9th: Sitting on my yoga mat, after much back-and-forth decision-making anxiety, and feeling glad I left my house to come to class.

Wednesday, October 10th: Holding back tears as I read this article about Chef Fatima Ali, who was recently diagnosed with terminal cancer, in my office.

Thursday, October 11th: Sending Joey no less than six texts in a row (each more enthusiastic than the last) as I looked through the films showing at Denver Film Fest.  “ROMA OMG!!!”  “IF BEALE STREET COULD TALK!!!!!”

Friday, October 12th: Eating a Cashew-Apricot Bar at 3:30 and feeling really happy about how good it tasted.

Saturday, October 13th: Sitting on the porch swing with Joey and our pup and taking 10 minutes to appreciate some perfect fall weather.

Sunday, October 14th: Curling up on the couch mid salad prep and wondering why I felt so tired.

Monday, October 15th: Bottling a pomegranate-lemon-honey kombucha.

Tuesday, October 16th: Walking up to Brider as Joey said “remember how many times we’ve tried to eat somewhere and when we showed up they were closed or hosting a private event?!” and then seeing a “Closed at 3 PM for a Private Event” sign on the door.  HOW?!

Wednesday, October 17th: Reading an article that broke down all 13 initiatives on the Colorado ballot this year.

Thursday, October 18th: Waking up with a headache.

Friday, October 19th: Buttering a warm pumpkin muffin and eating it at my kitchen island.

Saturday, October 20th: Doing that thing where someone charges me and I don’t understand the price but for reasons unknown, I don’t ask any questions.  Why do I do that??

Sunday, October 21st: Checking my Bolder Boulder race time to see if I’d expectantly beat it, without even trying.  (I didn’t, but I came close!)

Monday, October 22nd: Driving to Little Man for pumpkin chip ice cream and turning right back around when we didn’t see it on the menu.

Tuesday, October 23rd: Attempting to shut our dog in the extra bedroom instead of letting him sleep in our bed and after 10 straight minutes of barking and panicked scratching at the door, giving in and letting him out.  We’re so weak!

Wednesday, October 24th: Sitting at the Hop Alley bar and cheersing drinks with Fletcher, who was in town for a last minute work trip.

Thursday, October 25th: Flipping to the last page of the book I’d just started and realizing it was 901 pages long.

Friday, October 26th: Showing up at Masterpiece Delicatessen to find it closed.

Saturday, October 27th: Taking a 10 minute nap before walking to get a manicure.

Sunday, October 28th: Eating lunch with Andi on my lap in the backyard on a GORGEOUS Sunday in October.

Monday, October 29th: Watching two episodes of The Handmaid’s Tale then having Joey tell me we still had 5 episodes left.  When will it end??

Tuesday, October 30th: Eating thee best sweet potato fries I’ve ever had at Work & Class.

Wednesday, October 31st: Finally just microwaving the damn spaghetti squash.

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Recent Reads

Before I forget how to write anything but a weekend recap, let me talk to you about some books I’ve made my way through recently.  Mostly I want to tell you that, while it took me over a year, I finally finished reading The Stand!  By the end, I felt like I’d been on as much of a journey as all the characters and between finishing that behemoth and finishing my re-read of the Harry Potter series, it’s really been a year for me 😛

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The Stand by Stephen King

The backstory is that I agreed to read Joey’s favorite book and he agreed to read Harry Potter.  Fair’s fair.  And even though I kept getting interrupted, every time I picked up this up, it was like being greeted by an old friend.  It’s long but it’s all so expertly written and none of it feels unnecessary or purposeless or boring.  The characters (and there are MANY) are all so well-fleshed out.  There’s dimension and complexity that would be impressive if given to one character, but that he’s able to do it with so many characters truly blows me away.  Not to mention the plot.  It felt so genre-defining.  I’m so glad Joey pushed me to read this one because, whoa, what a book!

Sing, Unburied, Sing by Jesmyn Ward

This book is so incredibly beautiful.  I tried really hard to explain what it was about to my mom and struggled because, though the actual plot of the book only takes place across a few days, there is just so much happening.  It takes places across generations, across cultures and across realms but it’s so seamless in its fusion of all these elements.  There is a supernatural element that never once feels hokey or out of place and I found the sense of unease and sadness that lingers over this whole story to be so moving.

Erotic Stories for Punjabi Widows by Balli Kaur Jaswal

First and foremost, this is obviously a very funny title.  I felt like I had to hide the cover when I brought it into work but my friend Ari made the mistake of listening to it out loud at work and that makes me laugh every time I think about it.  There most definitely are erotic stories for Punjabi widows written out in the book.  Anyway, to me, this book felt lost between being a story about sexual liberation, the difficulty of being a second generation Indian woman and… uh murder?  That last part felt like it was tossed in as an attention grabber.  Like maybe the author or the publisher didn’t feel like a story about “old” (some of them are in their 40s!) women would be interesting enough so “we need to sensationalize it!”  As a result, the women didn’t feel well-developed — and some of them seemed like they could have been very interesting, if given the attention — and the main character, Nikki, just wasn’t that likable.  Still, it was a fairly entertaining read.

I just picked up I know this much is true (I’m formatting it as it appears on the cover, but not capitalizing all those words felt so wrong!) and it’s 901 pages long, so I guess I’m a glutton for long reads.  What are you reading right now??