It’s so easy for the week to slip past me. Especially while reading Ulysses. I’ve been MIA this week because Ulysses requires all of my attention and that means other books do not get read. The struggle is real.
My Sunday schedule is pretty much the same. We go to church, I go into panic mode over not having shopped for the week and then I head back to church to hang with the middle-schoolers. But every Sunday manages to be different which keeps it interesting.
Not much happening this week besides Shrek auditions. I’ve filled my daughter up with all the home remedies for sickness because she always, ALWAYS gets sick for auditions. She started to sneeze on Thursday. I refuse to let the sickness in so she has had every home remedy you can think of.
She is not a fan of me right now. Who gags on honey? She does.
I’m still reading Ulysses for the read-along. It’s a bit of a slog and I took an unintended three-day break from it so now I am feeling a bit behind.
This is what I really want to read:
Everyone is reading Lincoln in the Bardo and I feel SO left out. It sounds fascinating. Abraham Lincoln, a ghost and strange happenings. Fabulous.
Oh man. Bates Motel. I just finished watching the episodes from last season. What a show. The new season begins this week and it looks absolutely crazy. Norman. Such a piece of work he is.
The Walking Dead is on tonight and I am hoping it has a little more pep than last week’s mid-season opener which was a real yawn-fest. I still managed to talk about it no less than 12 times this past week though.
I feel like grilling. I also feel like making up some casseroles but my kids are not fans of casseroles.
Camaraderie. It’s feels good to get together with people and just BE. No pressure. No facades.
How are you all doing? California had a monster storm. It was named Lucifer. It lived up to its name.