Showing posts from February, 2016

Devour or Savor?

Once I am sucked into a book I find that I devour it within a few days to a week at most, but I know that some like to savor it to prolong the euphoria that a good book brings.

So what is it for you? 
Short and sweet, and to the point, just the way it should be!

Shadow Hunters

Recently, the Shadow Hunters series hit the prime time line up. I watched the commercials weighing on weather I wanted to watch this new series based on the books. I haven't read the books either, and to be honest, when it comes to TV shows that are made from books, they rarely match up, in my opinion. 

Then along comes an article about the author of said books, a not so flattering one at that, one spouting bullying, plagiarism, etc... Now I don't know if any of those things are true. But I will say, it had me curious. So I decided to take the plunge and watch the shows to see what the fuss was about. 

I will say, I do like the show. I think it's got a very good thing going for it. Though I will say some of the acting is a bit stilted or forced at times, but I'm sure as time goes on the cast will find their rhythm and it will become more seamless as time goes on. 

I love Katherine McNamara as Clary. I think she was the perfect person to play that role. In fact her, and Do…

Early morning snack attack

I'm startled awake by a noise, I wait and listen in my sleepy stupor. Nothing. I roll over. Then I hear my youngest tossing around in his bed. I think okay I must have heard him, no big deal. I try to go back to sleep.  Five minutes later I hear noises again, this time from the kitchen. I wait to see if they will stop. They don't. I get up and creep into the kitchen, my heart pounding thinking someone is in the house that shouldn't be, as anyone does when there are noises in the middle of the night. I turn the corner, and there I find a head inside my daughters birthday cake box. Thinking I'm looking at my oldest because, well he's taller than the counter. I say "We do not eat cakeat 5 o'clockin the morning!" in a stern mom voice. My youngest jumps and bursts into tears. He was standing on a chair. Oops. I scared the living day lights out of him and not because he thought he was in trouble, but because he was in the dark in the middle of the night.  Onc…