I am a prolific reader. When I find a book I like, if it is in a series, I will read the entire series. For example, I once read a Spenser book written by Robert B. Parker. I have since read every single one of the Spenser series, in the correct order. I have also read all of the Sunny Randall and Jesse Stone books, also by Robert B. Parker. (Let me be honest, the Jesse Stone series is also a fav due to Tom Selleck as Jesse Stone in the movies.)
A few years ago I came across Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett. It is a historical novel taking place in the 12th century about the building of a cathedral. It was fascinating, so I also read the sequel, World Without End. Superb reading; I could not put them down.
Now I am ready to begin Follett’s Century trilogy.
The third book comes out tomorrow so it’s time to start the big read. I hate having a series interrupted, so I have been patiently waiting for number 3 to be released.
– Book 1 is Fall of Giants. 832 pages.
– Book 2 is Winter of the World. 865 pages.
– Book 3 is Edge of Eternity. 1102 pages.
How long will it take to read all three? Place your bets.
Let the big read commence!
Friday was a horrible day. My cat died. A dear friend met me after the vet visit and we were going to have dinner and drown our sorrows. Friend was sad too because her youngest daughter has left for college. She also knew MeiMei, the cat.
While meeting for dinner, my daughter called. She was upset; she too was having a horrible day. So a pity party was formed with me, Daughter, and Friend in attendance.
After a satisfying dinner, drinks, and pitiful details, it was time to go home. Daughter decided to come home with me and spent the night. She even got to sleep in her old room, but in the new bed. She took a non-selfie from her bed.
The next morning we continued the pity party with dual pedicures. There is nothing so relaxing as soaking your feet, sugar scrubs, and leg and feet massages. And then the art of toenail polish.
Once again, I am having hectic and stressful work days. This has been going on for a few weeks now and I am getting tired and very stressed out!
But I have a cure.
Bailey’s Irish Cream, on ice. And because I didn’t have any milk (just needed a splash), I topped it off with a large dollop of whip cream.
And don’t you just love the word dollop? It’s onomatopoeia at its finest. For those unfamiliar with onomatopoeia, it is a word that phonetically suggests or resembles the sound of the word it describes. For example, oink or beep. If I close my eyes, I can hear the sound of a spoonful of whip cream plopping onto the ice cubes. Dollop. Or dollop dollop, for a generous serving.
And since it is only Tuesday, I will probably be continuing this cure each night for the rest of the week.
Join me? Cheers!
Ellie, the Siamese, had a rough day. So when it came to nap time, she squeezed one in with me.