Sunday Salon: A Damn Fine Cup of Coffee

 Good morning my friends!  You may or may not have noticed, but for the first time in maybe ever, I did not post a Sunday Salon last week.  I don't know, I guess Sunday rolled around and I just didn't feel like talking and bitching about the same old thing.  So I blew it off.  This may be groundbreaking for me!  Liberating!

Another week has passed and I'm feeling much friendlier about things.  School is DONE.  At least regular school.  My daughter turned around and jumped right back into summer school (Honors Geometry - ugh) for the month of June.  While she is a high maintenance young lady, she is low maintenance with school.  She also has started cross country training, so three days a week I have to get her to school at 5:30am, but in the scheme of things, this is no big deal.

I've started to do a tiny bit of running again myself, after having a terrible time with plantar fasciitis.  I've given my foot a few months off, with lots of icing and stretching and anti-inflammatories.  Now I'm easing into it again.  I'm not training with anyone (like the jackass I trained for my Half Marathon with).  Eventually I'd like to get back to running Halfs again.

Just a comment on the pitfalls of audio.  I reviewed a book this week called "White Horse", that I both read and listened to intermittently.  Several people commented on the mind-blowing last line.  I was confused.  I don't remember anything bizarre!!!  So I dug up the book (I had since deleted the audio) and holy crap!  The pivotal word in this case was plural, but I heard it as singular.  For the sake of spoilerage, I will change the word.  Let's say the pivotal word was "books".  Only I heard the word as "book".  In the scheme of the story, it made all the difference in the world.  Like...it changed the ending completely.  And I missed it because I was listening.  That gave me pause.

So the latest obsession in our house is a fevered re-watching of the TV series Twin Peaks (on Netflix streaming).  My son told me he had been playing a video game based on this series, and was interested in watching it.  Now, when this series first came out, my husband and I planned our entire LIVES around Sunday nights.  That show had the entire nation in its grip back then.  It is amazing to see again - still mind-blowing over 20 years later.  As my son says, it is almost unhealthy, this fascination we have with this show (hence the famous Agent Dale Cooper quote that I used for my post's title).  It ranks right up there with The Big Lebowski and David Fincher films.

On the reading front, I fear I am still limping along.  I continue to read "Metro 2033", a novel about life in the Russian underground after the nuclear holocaust.  Crazy, crazy stuff here, just an awkward translation so the reading is slow.  What is fun is that my son has been showing me the video game that was based on this novel, and OMG it is like these tunnels have come to life right before my eyes.

On audio, I finished "The Fifth Wave" by Rick Yancey as well as "Looking For Me" by Beth Hoffman.  I enjoyed the Yancey novel, but I can't say it blew my mind.  It entertained me enough to bring me back for further installments.  And Hoffman's novel, what can I say?  A truly touching, heart-warming novel that I won't forget.  I am now several discs into Khaled Hosseini's new book "And the Mountains Echoed", and it is beautiful.

I am looking forward to a leisurely day of church, a little animal shelter, and some family time today.  What does everyone have on their agenda?