So apparently there will be no reading for me until I've caught up with my TV binging. When it's just my husband and I of an evening, we watch House of Cards (halfway through the 2nd season). When my son joins the fray, we watch Game of Thrones (2 episodes away from end of second season). And at all other times of my life, I am trying to get caught up on The Walking Dead (will finish season 2 today). Says the person who never used to watch TV at all. I've never imagined such entertainment. I'm not sure if I will ever get caught up enough to be current, but I'm giving it my best. Now if I could just find someone to share their HBO code with me to round things off...
Besides this serious distraction, I'm still dealing with sick kids. Specifically my son, whose health has now escalated to the point where I had to take him to a pediatric gastro. Lots of fun testing coming up with that one. I just hope we can get the answers we need to allow him to live a normal life sometime soon.
My neighbor, a guy who has been in poor health for as long as I've known him, passed this week. He was his wife's caregiver, however, and his presence will devastate his family. I have no idea how this will all affect our little three-house neighborhood.
So all of that plus volleyball, doctor appointments, and my husband's upcoming out of town trip to an annual convention has left me wildly distracted. I'm generally able to play an audio, but reading just IS NOT HAPPENING!
On audio, I finished "A Burnable Book" by Bruce Holsinger. This was not the book I'd hoped for. It was set in the middle ages, and while I love a good mystery, the language, the complicated plot and the real-life characters left me in the dust. Hey, I finished it but I consider it an ineffective use of 14 hours of my time, despite Simon Vance's amazing narration. I then launched into the 25-disc tome "Iron Curtain: The Crushing of Eastern Europe" by Anne Applebaum. This one may take me awhile but I find it fascinating, since my in-laws and husband lived through communism in Eastern Europe, and was nearly crushed themselves.
Print was a whole different matter. I could not focus. I got through about 30 pages of "The Expats" by Chris Pavone, in preparation for his arrival at the UCF Book Festival next weekend. Uhhh, well, no. I'm sure it is great, and I promise I will return to it. So I hopped on over to "The Troop" by Nick Cutter, a nail-biting gross-fest, but I've made little progress on that too. I just...need to finish Walking Dead. Then I'll read.
I did go see "Divergent" with my daughter, despite the fact that the media over-saturated me with previews. I liked the book well enough. It was pretty two-dimensional, but loved Tris's fighter mentality and the chemistry between her and Four. The director delivered these things in the movie, and therefore my expectations were met. It isn't going to win any awards, but it is entertaining and the actor that plays Four is smoking hot. I'm hoping that maybe my son and I will zip out today to see "The Grand Budapest Hotel", the latest masterpiece by Wes Anderson. That is what I am really excited about.
So will I make progress with "The Troop" today? Maybe. I don't have much planned. Let's hope for the best.