Kind People Are My Kinda People

“I don't want you to be young and beautiful. I only want one thing. I want you to be kind-hearted - and not just towards cats and dogs.” 

Turning older has obviously stunted my ability to post. And after Rae was so kind with her words. She knows that words are like seeds that we plant in our fertile hearts, not in the cold ground. I doubt I could love her more. She also knows that I’ve been buried the past few weeks—she never makes me feel guilty in the slightest for falling behind. Nothing but understanding outta Rae. I wish all of you could know her.  Rachel’s kindness is stunning, breathtaking actually. 

Her warmth has me thinking about how much I value kindness. Makes me think I should read more about it. So I tinkered around and researched novels that approach kindness. A story of an old Russian woman who raised a brick with the intent to hurl it at a captured German soldier, but at the last minute instead hands him a piece of bread certainly caught my eye. The old woman has no idea why. This is just one inexplicable act of kindness described by Vasily Grossman in his book Life and Fate, which chronicles true Russian/German events during one of the darkest times in our history. From what I’ve read this is a “gritty” book. It’s not for the faint reader. It is a dense novel that has been described as “a classic written by arguably the greatest war correspondent of World War II.” One reviewer raved that “Giving [Life and Fate] any kind of rating is like rating the Mona Lisa or a Beethoven symphony. It is a life-changing work of art.” Another said, “Like Elie Wiesel’s Night this masterpiece gives the world something it never ever should forget.” My curiosity is piqued.  When I can carve out time for an 800 plus pager (after Anna Karenina), I am going to read this with the idea that I will learn something invaluable about kindness. Looks like Grossman and Rachel have a lot in common. 

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Happy Birthday Tray

"Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh." —W.H. Auden

This is one of my favorite pictures of one of my favorite humans. And today just happens to be her birthday. Tracy makes everything more fun, even pumping car tires with a bike pump (it works, by the way). She's the Lucy to my Ethel; the Laverne to my Shirley; the Tray to my Rae. She makes life infinitely brighter and I thank my lucky stars and the good Lord above for her every single day.

So in honor of what should be a national holiday, I scoured several lists in search of books that, like Tray, are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face and hopefully induce a belly laugh or two. Here are a couple that caught my eye:

Essays of E.B. White. One reviewer writes: "The witty, imaginative mind of White comes alive in this collection of essays. It's everything you loved about Charolette's Web and Stuart Little, but written for grown-ups."

Hyperbole and a Half. Winner of Goodread's Choice Award for Best Humor Book of the Year in 2013. Amazon's Mari Malcolm raved:  "Brosh has a genius for allowing us to channel her weird childhood and the fits and starts of her adulthood through the manic eyes, gaping mouths, and stick-like arms in the panels that masterfully advance her stories, and she delivers her relentless commentary with deadpan hilarity. Neurosis has rarely been so relatable and entertaining," For a sneak peek at Brosh's humor, head over to her blog.

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Summer Reading

"I never put off till tomorrow what I can possibly do—the day after.” —Oscar Wilde

Oh, Oscar. We would have gotten on swimmingly. I've got a stack of books to review (Hillbilly Elegy, Beartown, State of Wonder, to name just a few) but all I can think about right now is what to read next. Blame it on cabin fever—as in I'm heading to one in exactly 9 days, 2 hours and 48 minutes, give or take a minute or two. The aspens are calling, as are the mountain breezes, cooler temps, and the real prize: Tracy. And time, glorious time, to read. Hillbilly Elegy left me with a hankering for more nonfiction and these true tales are topping my TBR list right now:

Esther The Wonder Pig. Turns out a story about a 600 pound pig is the number one book on Amazon so far this year. Considering all the hate that dominates the news and social media these days, it's no surprise a sweet pig story would capture our hearts. I fell for Esther after reading a short article on her and then Tracy, finder of all good reads, informed me there's a whole book dedicated to this charmer. Happy day.

Think Monuments Men but instead of iconic pieces of art, these daring men are rescuing horses. Apparently Adolf didn't confine his deranged dreams of a master race to humans. Author Robin Hutton writes of The Perfect Horse: “Elizabeth Letts’s beautiful prose, woven together with meticulous research, takes you for a ride that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the end.” A historic page-turner—count me in.

Sometimes a girl just wants to be scared out of her wits. Now that I've recovered from In Cold Blood by Truman Capote (30 years later), I'm ready to take on another true horror story. Killers of the Flower Moon should hold me over for another thirty. 

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Got Gaiman?

“You have your milk,” he said. “Where there is milk, there is hope.” 

Scientists are puzzled by what caused the Earth’s axis to tip a tiny amount. Some experts believe burning huge quantities of fossil fuels prompted the oh-so slight shift, others blame climate change, droughts, or the massive Japan quake. I’m sitting on the real answer. The tipping point occurred when, at the Jackson house, we ran outta milk. We went dry a few weeks back and the seismic activity at 1158 East 2620 North registered an epic magnitude 9.5. Mystery solved.  

Apparently, we aren’t the only fam that thinks breakfast cereal makes the world go round. In Fortunately, the Milk things run amok when Mum’s out of town and Dad ‘s in charge. When Dad splits for the corner store in search of moo juice, he takes “ages and ages” to return.  “Where have you been all this time?” The question was straight forward enough. Dad’s answer morphs into a fantastical tale that pinballs from one astonishing scenario to the next. His explanation involved all the good stuff: grumpy-looking globby aliens that think plastic flamingos are the highest art form on the planet, scurvy pirates, a god of people with short, funny names, brightly colored ponies, wumpires, and galactic police of the dinosaur kind.  Who can forget Professor Steg? A time-travelling stegosaurus who was large but light on his feet. 

This witty little read is bound to cheer your youngins. Neil Gaiman’s zany brain has me thinking that like our milk supply, we can’t have nearly enough of this award-winning author in house.  

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Throwback Thursday

"A sweet friendship refreshes the soul." — Proverbs 27:9

It’s National Best Friends Day. I should be celebrating because I have exquisite friends—the kind that walk in when it feels like the rest of the world is walking out—the kind that refresh my soul. But it’s 10:42 p.m., and I’m at work. Still. So if I can’t revel face-to-face with faves like Rae at the moment, seems I should at least post about a memorable friendship I’ve found in between prolific pages.  

Let’s focus on a classic, shall we? I love Lennie Small and George Milton’s friendship in Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men. The two migrant workers are bound together by a simple shared dream of owning a farm with a little bit of land. While they have no place to lay their heads and no money to call their own, they have more than other lonely ranch hands—they have each other. I can appreciate the simplicity of their unlikely friendship.  Lennie often says to George, “I got you to look after me, and you got me to look after you.” In the long run, that’s what makes a friend tried and true, isn’t it?  

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June Book Club Selection

"I was born with a reading list I will never finish." —Maud Casey

We've had our eyes on Melville's Benito Cereno ever since a favorite friend declared it a must-read classic. Then we found out it's a novella. For two girls knee deep in reading material and fresh outta time, that's a deal maker. So while we try to catch up on our other book club reading (165 pages into Beartown and officially hooked* but haven't even cracked open A Word for Love—should I be admitting that?) all of you organized readers can dive into Mr. Melville. We pinky promise to be up to speed by the end of the month (really).

Still need convincing to brush those cobwebs off the part of your brain needed to tackle Melville's ornate language? This review from the folks over at Shmoop (Spark Notes with a sense of humor) should do it:

Long before the crew of the Black Pearl cried mutiny, Jack Sparrow's predecessors ruled the Seven Seas in Herman Melville's Benito Cereno. Old Hermie's version is no Disney theme park ride, though, so buckle up for a tale of dastardly double-crossers and struggles against the forces of evil. We're talking psychological drama and an ending that could rival The Usual Suspects or The Sixth Sense.

Sold.

*Beartown took me a while to get into but now I'm finding it hard to put down. And be forewarned: language is super salty at times. 

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The Sneak Thief

“A person can be educated and still be stupid, and a wise man can have no education at all.”

These are the opening lines of The False Prince, the book Jonah handpicked for us to read before bedtime: “If I had to do it all over again, I would not have chosen this life. Then again, I’m not sure I ever had the choice. These were my thoughts as I raced away from the market, with a stolen roast tucked under my arm. I’d never attempted roast thievery before, and I was already regretting it. It happens to be very difficult to hold a chunk of raw meat while running. More slippery than I’d anticipated. If the butcher didn’t catch me with his cleaver first, and literally cut off my future plans, I vowed to remember to get the meat wrapped next time. Then steal it.”  Jennifer Nielsen, young adult author, had me at roast thievery. Couldn’t help but think my boy Jones made an educated, wise choice for we three. 

Sage, an orphan boy, is a smart, troublesome, brave sneak thief that may well endear you like the other thieves we love: Liesel Meminger, Robin Hood, and The Good Thief (to name a few). The stray boy ends up being a pawn in a cunning and dangerous plan. He and three other motherless children are forced to compete for the role of Prince of Carthya, as part of one regent’s deceptive scheme to gain power over the kingdom. If Sage is chosen, he will be a puppet to a ruthless conniver.  If he loses, he will surely be put to death.  

The False Prince was a page turner. Nielsen created action Tom Cruise would approve of—in fact, Jonah read the book with his class before it became our nighttime ritual. Still he pleaded with me to “read one more chapter.”  And then another. And “just one more.”  With the current push to get boys reading, Nielsen has served up a winner. (Not to worry, girls will love it too.) This fast-paced read has some twists that parents may see coming, but your kids will definitely be intrigued and surprised. I dare you not to fall in love with a roast stealing, clever, bold, principled young boy who, in no way would have chosen a life that may or may not involve inheriting a coveted throne. 

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