Lilacs!

Lilacs are probably my favorite flower. I've loved them since I was a kid and we had a huge lilac bush in front of our house. I love the color and the scent, and the fact that they mean I've survived the winter.

When we moved into our house 2 years ago one of the best surprises was the lilac bush right outside our bedroom window. If the weather is warm enough we can open the windows at night and have the subtle scent of lilacs wafting in.

Well, the lilacs have finally bloomed, but unfortunately it is a bit too cold to have the windows open at night, so I brought a few in and put them on my coffee table. It may prove to be a bit much, but I plan to enjoy them as much as possible.

100 Books in 2009

Since 2003 I have been keeping a list of Children's and Young Adult Books I read. There are no annotations, just title, author, and an asterisk if I really liked the book. No picture books, just novels and non-fiction. In 2003 and 2004 I read 107 books each. The number decreased to 86 in 2005, 54 in 2006, and 63 in 2007. Last year was an abysmal 44. I realized that part of that was due to the fact that in my new job I also need to read a lot of adult books since I do Readers' Advisory for all ages, plus I'm in charge of the Adult Book Discussion group. When I thought back of the adult books I read, I realized there were at least 40, bringing my 2008 total up to 84.

So, I decided that I would also keep track of all Adult Books I read, also. In addition I set a goal for myself to read 100 books this year.

As of today, I've read 22 Adult Books and 23 Children/YA books, for a total of 45 book so far in 2009.

Here are a couple of highlights:
Ron McLarty - The Memory of Running and Art in America
McLarty is an actor and frequent Books on Tape narrator. The Memory of Running was the first book produced as an audiobook before being published. Both novels are incredible stories of human interaction with rich characterization. McLarty also has a novel entitled Traveler, which I read last year. I highly recommend him, and if possible suggest you get the audiobooks. They are true treasures.

Linda Buckley-Archer - Gideon the Cutpurse (also published in America as The Time Travelers)
I'll be the first to admit I'm not a big fan of fantasy, and time-travel books just confuse me way too much (I only made it through the first 50 pages of The Time-Traveler's Wife). But Buckely-Archer's novel of 2 preteens, Peter and Kate who find themselves in 1763 London due to an accident at the lab where Kate's physicist Dad works, is a page-turner. There are 2 stories here - Peter and Kate's adventures in London, where they must find the mysterious Tar Man who has stolen their time machine, and their parent's in London who are trying to discover where their kids are. Peter and Kate are assisted by Gideon, a reformed thief who now works for a wealthy family. Not only must Peter and Kate find the Tar Man, but the must be sure not to say too much about themselves or the future, or risk changing the future. Their parents, on the other hand must deal with a police detective who is trying to learn the truth. Oh, and the kids also discover that they can "blur" themselves, meaning they disappear from the past and return to the present in ghostly form. It's all greatly exciting, and since it's part of a trilogy you will eagerly look forward to the next book, which I am currently reading. The second book is called The Time Thief, and the 3rd book is due this fall.

There have been other gems this year, and I'm glad I set this goal. It's helped to focus my reading and I hope will make me a better librarian.

The Maine Event

The other day while driving on the Maine Turnpike, I was passed by a truck from a company called Mainely Roofs. It reminded me of another local business called Mainely Ticks. I began to wonder if people moved to this state just so they could have clever state-related names for their businesses. Then I began to wonder if there were any other states where one could come up with business names that tied into the name of the state. The "best" I could come up with was "Iowa Lot of Money Finance Company."

Clean and Maintain a Dishwasher - wikiHow

Who knew that I needed to clean my dishwasher? But here's how!

Clean and Maintain a Dishwasher - wikiHow

Oh, and if you scroll to the bottom of the article you'll find a link for "How to Wash Dishes." Really?

Spring? Maybe.

Well, my front yard is now finally nearly 100% snow free. The back yard - still pretty much under snow cover. However, the flower bed in the back of the house is now beginning to sprout some flowers. The daffodils are coming up and there are a few buds, and I spotted some lovely purple flowers along with one lone white flower. I'm not sure what these are (they were planted by the previous owner), but it's nice to see some color in the backyard.

April?

Well, it's April 8th, and here are the current views from my front door and back window. I'm really, really, really tired of the snow. We had around 100 inches this year, and it's not going away.

It's been a long winter - emotionally and physically and I'm more than ready for a change.

How It Got in My Pajamas I'll Never Know

"I shot a moose in my pajamas. How a moose got in my pajamas I'll never know." Groucho Marx

I don't think I'm alone when I say I've always liked moose. Judging by the number of stuffed moose available here in Maine, I think that a lot of people are fascinated by this creature. Which is why ever since I moved here I've been trying to spot one. Everytime I see a Moose crossing sign on the highway (and I'm not actually driving) I keep my eyes peeled to the side of the road and into the fields and woods looking for one. I've heard colleagues and patrons at the library tell of their moose sightings and been totally envious.

Which is why I was so disappointed one day last week when I came home and was looking through the mail. There, on the front page of one of those free shopper newspapers was a photo of moose. The caption said that it was seen at a location about 5 miles from my house. A spot I drive past everyday on my wy to work! I thought that the moose was long gone and that once more I'd missed a moose.

So Saturday night Steve and I are on the way to the airport in Manchester NH to pick up our son who was flying in from Colorado. I was looking out the window, not looking for moose, but just lost in thought. It was dark out, but as we passed this field I thought I detected a dark shape against the snow.

"I think I just saw a moose!" I shouted to Steve.
"Are you sure?"
"I think so."

So Steve turned around and drove to the spot where I saw the shape. Apparently I was not the only one, because two other cars were pulling off at the side of the road. Steve drove up a little ways and pulled into a closed business that adjoined the field where I saw the shape. We got out of the car and looked, and sure enough, there was a moose! She was just standing there, not moving. One other car pulled into the lot and that couple got out, too. We all just stood there and stared at this moose. After a few minutes we were on our way to the airport.

After picking up our son we drove to the same spot. Sure enough, there she was. This was now after 11:00 PM, and I don't think she had moved. Of course, we didn't have our camera; our son tried to take a picture with his camera phone, but it was too dark. The next morning we went back with the camera, but the moose was gone.

When living in Illinois we saw deer all the time; once on my bike I saw three bucks. And in Vermont a bear cub ran through the woods past our cabin. So now I've seen a moose. Pretty amazing.

Storm

This morning a storm came in right before I went to work. The clouds were especially interesting. I grabbed the camera and got some great photos and video.

Here's another video:

Half Century of Progress?

Well, this is it. Today, September 12, 2007 marks the beginning of the second half of my life. The last half of my life. At least, I hope it's the last half. And not the last quarter. Or less.

I'm not sure how I feel about turning 50. Friends say it's no big deal. It's just a number. What matters is how I feel inside. But it is a big deal. Birthdays are a time to look back at where I've been and to look forward at where I'm going. And looking forward is kind of scary. Up till now looking forward was exciting, with lots of options and a lot of unknown. Now I feel it's just a lot of unknown, and not as many options.

But, life is good right now. After the turmoil of the past year I am beginning to enjoying life again. I'm not sure what lies ahead, but I will try to enjoy every day and savor every blessing that comes my way, letting the Lord lead me.

Thinking about today also reminds me of past birthdays. My 6th, when my mom gave me a surprise party, and I was so surprised I stood there stunned and shy for the entire party. My 10th, when I got my flute. My 20th when college classes were cancelled due to the tornado that had come through the night before. My 30th, when I had whiplash due to a minor car accident a couple of days earlier and wondered if this was what it meant to be old. My 44th, when no one felt like celebrating because of what had happened the day before.

One of the best memories was my 5th, pictured above. I'm on the left with my sisters looking at my brand new dollhouse. My mom brought a cake to school, and later that day my sister Mari and I were on Kid's Korner, a local kids TV show hosted by Kanyon Kid. The highlight of the show was when Kanyon Kid interviewed the kids, asking their name, age and what they wanted to be when they grew up. I wanted to be a movie star, and informed Kanyon Kid that my favorite movie star was Loretta Young.

When we moved my husband almost threw out the dollhouse. He saved our marriage by making sure it made the cross-country trip to our new home.

Oh, and I still want to be a movie star.

It's been a Long Two Years...

It's been two years since my last post. I don't know why, because there have been a lot of things I wanted to post here, but just never did it. It's often difficult to find time to sit down and compose my thoughts in a coherent way; but I'm going to try now.

In the past two years I've participated in the MS 150 bike ride (only actually riding 110 of those miles), took a new job, sold the home where I've lived for over 20 years, said goodbye to people I love, and moved 1000 miles away to New England.

For nearly 6 months I lived alone while Steve stayed in Chicago to sell the house. For the past 4 months we've been trying to make this new house a home.

To say this has been difficult would be understatement. It has been absolutely heartwrenching, and there were times I didn't think I would make it. I'm still not all the way there yet, but God is good, and during the lowest points I felt His comfort::

The day I was mowing the lawn and discovered a wild blueberry patch in my backyard.

Those mornings when I think I can't face another day , I go out on my deck and hear the sillence and watch the peacfulness of the woods.

The kindness of a husband who has to live with me, and has stayed with me for 25 years.

The times at the beach, just watching the water and digging in the sand.

I still miss my friends, family and home. I'm still struggling with a new job, by not having good bike riding opportunities, and lack of a decent Mexican restaurant. I hate that my son is 2000 miles away.

But I know that things will get better, and that God works all things for good. I cling to that hope, and keep going.