Breakable, breakable girls and boys.

     I'm packing up my books today.  Don't ask me why-- I don't want to talk about it.  Maybe when it's over and I've made it to the next chapter, but not now.  I'm still in the midst of writing the page.

     So here I am, in my pajamas still.  Being watched by Immie the stuffed zebra, who is also sporting pajamas.  Listening to Ingrid Michaelson (check her out, she's beyond amazing).  Putting together cardboard boxes saved from when I moved in.  Funny how they helped me get here, and now they're helping me get out. 

     I don't know where I'm going.  I have a plan in the works, but nothing is for certain at this point.  I'll reveal the plot as it develops.  I must remind myself that this is not the end of the story, but only a very small piece.  Several chapters from now it will be so very, very insignificant, and you will turn out to be nothing more than a minor character, a bit part as The Antagonist.

     I want to read Ruth White's Weeping Willow for what must be the thousandth time in the past dozen or so years that I've had it.  That is my comfort book.  When my world is upside down, when everything is wrong and  changing, it's always the same.  The characters, places, events are all familiar pieces to which I can always return.  And it reminds me that whatever I suffer, the healing process always leads to something better.   

Risky business?

     So today I joined this "Blogging for Books" deal.  I'm not really sure how I feel about it and if I'll actually use it, though; the premise behind it is that they'll give me stuff in exchange for book reviews.  I'm already reviewing books, so I figured "why not?"  But honestly, I'm wary of anyone who promises me things just for my opinion, because usually I assume that my thoughts are really not of much interest to other people.

     I suppose, though, that there's little that can go wrong in this scenario.  Worst case:  they take my reviews, and I get nothing.  Am I worse off for it?  Not really, I'll pretty much be in the same spot... right?  I mean even if they don't fulfill their promises, I could potentially gain some fans. 

     So what do you, the readers, my spine crackers, think of this?  Good idea, bad idea?  Let me know, I could really use opinions, some feedback. 

Winter

    There is something in me, when the snow starts to fall, that changes.  We had a very good autumn this year, and so the change stayed at bay for some time.  But as soon as December hit, I saw the flakes drift down.  And the change began.

     I don't feel like reading.  I have been forgetting to eat.  I want to spend more time in solitude, but then feel lonely.  Winter (which, here in the north, often lasts from November through April) makes a mess of me.  I've been spending my days on things that don't require much brain power, i.e. TV watching, the internet, and Mario Kart 64.  All my functioning capabilities are currently going into my job, which is in retail and therefore a gloomy ball of chaos at this time.

The LAST night of Hanukkah!

Oy, the 7th Night!

It's time to celebrate Hanukkah!

The Fifth Night of Hanukkah.

Hanukkah, Fourth Night.

On the third night of Hanukkah...

For Hanukkah I want a Jewish accent...

On the first night of Hanukkah...