Happy 2011!Can I just be honest with you? I was fast asleep in the bed before 11:30pm on New Years Eve. (And this year it wasn't a drunken stupor as it may/ or my not have been during my college days....) Chris and I stayed home, had some sparkling wine (much preferred to Champagne!) and, well, that's about it. But we were happy, so that is all that matters, right?
We did what we wanted to do and I was falling asleep so I just went to bed. However, the loud commotion and fireworks echoing off high-rise apartment all up and down the east side continued on for over a minute- so I did wake up enough to say, "Happy New Year baby." And then I was out again.
Like you, I have my New Years "To Do" List, even though I avoided it at first. I am so anti-resolutions. It's just so cliche and if it's not in you to make the changes to make it stick then it's just not going to stick, January 1st or June 1st.
I have a few things on 2011 list, and I plan to share with you my goals, desires and aspirations this week.
First up, Read more books.
I am suddenly realizing that many people wish they read more and often set out January 1st to read more books. But I have never had this goal for myself, New Year's or otherwise, so it's all new to me. For starters, we canceled our cable television. Seriously. So that is a step in the right direction.
Second, I made a list of books that I keep telling myself that I want to read, should read, aught to really find the time to sit down and, well, read- but haven't. Sadly enough many of them I have already bought and are sitting all shiny and un-broken spined on one of my many, many bookshelves.
Here's something that you probably don't know about me: I judge you by your book covers, kind of. I assume certain things about someone by looking at the books on their bookshelves. Not that one book tells me a whole lot about someone. If I see someone reading a book on the train or notice a book on someones desk at work- I don't walk away gleaning much. But, seeing their stash; the books they buy, and invest in and keep- that is something else.
The thing is- my mom read to us as kids. Lots and lots of books. We bought books and checked out books from the library. We'd read and mom would read to us too: books like The BFG and Chronicles of Narnia. So I know kids books, I know teen books, I know what books I want you to see on my shelves when you come to my apartment. The thing is alot of them, a WHOLE lot of them, I have never read.
I want you to put me in the category with people who read Rumi, all the works of Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes, and Hemingway. I want you to see books by Kahlil Gibran, Voltaire and Walt Whitman. I want you to know I buy things like, The Top Ten Short Stories of 2009. I want you know that I buy litterary journals and self-help books and Christian books on topics from finances, to marriage, to love, to being a better wife, friend, lover, person in general. But see, I've read about 50% of these books. So, they are really no reflection of me, right? Just who I want you to THINK I am... (Things to think about.)
So, I've started out by reading Bill Hybels Holy Discontent, which I devoured in two days. I think it's because it speaks to me where I am. Right now. It's like God opening the heavens and saying, "Here it is, all you were wondering about and praying for." Good Stuff.
So, now I'm reading Cold Tangerines. Which I actually heard about here, here & here. With it I purchased the author's newer book, Bittersweet, which I will delve into next. (I'm thinking Donald Miller meets Anne Lamott - two of my favorite writers, but we'll see.) Then, I'll begin The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, which someone at work brought to me just today. It's the first work in a trilogy, so I have quite the line up already. But, I'm getting ahead of myself, no?
Here's something that you probably don't know about me: I judge you by your book covers, kind of. I assume certain things about someone by looking at the books on their bookshelves. Not that one book tells me a whole lot about someone. If I see someone reading a book on the train or notice a book on someones desk at work- I don't walk away gleaning much. But, seeing their stash; the books they buy, and invest in and keep- that is something else.
The thing is- my mom read to us as kids. Lots and lots of books. We bought books and checked out books from the library. We'd read and mom would read to us too: books like The BFG and Chronicles of Narnia. So I know kids books, I know teen books, I know what books I want you to see on my shelves when you come to my apartment. The thing is alot of them, a WHOLE lot of them, I have never read.
I want you to put me in the category with people who read Rumi, all the works of Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes, and Hemingway. I want you to see books by Kahlil Gibran, Voltaire and Walt Whitman. I want you to know I buy things like, The Top Ten Short Stories of 2009. I want you know that I buy litterary journals and self-help books and Christian books on topics from finances, to marriage, to love, to being a better wife, friend, lover, person in general. But see, I've read about 50% of these books. So, they are really no reflection of me, right? Just who I want you to THINK I am... (Things to think about.)
So, I've started out by reading Bill Hybels Holy Discontent, which I devoured in two days. I think it's because it speaks to me where I am. Right now. It's like God opening the heavens and saying, "Here it is, all you were wondering about and praying for." Good Stuff.
So, now I'm reading Cold Tangerines. Which I actually heard about here, here & here. With it I purchased the author's newer book, Bittersweet, which I will delve into next. (I'm thinking Donald Miller meets Anne Lamott - two of my favorite writers, but we'll see.) Then, I'll begin The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, which someone at work brought to me just today. It's the first work in a trilogy, so I have quite the line up already. But, I'm getting ahead of myself, no?
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