I lied before. I thought I had already read my last book of the year, but then I picked this one up and read it in 3 days.
This book is a memoir of a young married couple in the Bay Area. The husband/author takes you on their journey of meeting in college, getting married, to then dealing with the unexpected onset of mental illness.
This memoir reeks of honesty as he muddles his way through how to deal with his wife’s mental breakdown and how they re-piece their relationship back together.
It’s an easily identifiable book for anybody that has taken care of a loved one through illness.
I haven’t read Bukowski since my 20’s. I wasn’t sure if he would still appeal to me. It turns out I will forever love him. Simple sentences perfectly written of his gritty, drunken, day to day life. Genius!
This French book was an overnight success when written and is still an iconic book. The writer was only 18 years old when she wrote it.
Seventeen year old Cecile is staying with her handsome bachelor father in the French Riviera for the summer. She is used to seeing her father with many women, but then he decides to get married. Cecile begins to have conflicting emotions and the devious planning begins as well.
Homes with lights galore and oversized Santa’s in the front yard are awesome. Homes with garlands and ornaments hanging from staircases are beautiful. And homes with kitsch holiday display towels in kitchens and bathrooms make me super happy. However, I’m not one of these people.
I’m not a scrooge, but I can only handle so much holiday decor in my house for so long before I get an OCD flare up. I minimally decorate a few key zones and I’m good to go.
A wreath on the front gate of course.
Another wreath and small vignette outside the front door. These shiny wreaths are my favorite.
The entry way. I found this simple tin tree at Walmart and I think it’s kind of perfect.
Some tartan flower napkin holders as decor.
My dining table centerpieces. This first pic is my normal centerpiece. What makes it holiday is the items I choose to feel the teak bowl with. This season it’s pomegranates and pomanders.
Here’s the downstairs table centerpiece. I wanted this to be bigger with 3 berry wreaths and more reindeer, but money constraints prevented it. It will be next year purchases for sure.
Another recent purchase is this reindeer. I’m still working out where his best location in the house will be.
And yet another, smaller, shiny wreath along with a light up JOY sign on the bar…very appropriate.
A poinsettia or two strategically placed at the front door and inside the house. (Any comments about the plant in the head? I can’t decide if I like it or not…)
Last, but not least, a tree. This year it’s lights only and I love the way it looks.
Most Mexicans leave their Christmas decor/lights up through January 6th, Dia de Reyes (Day of the Kings). I might live in Mexico, but I’m still a “It all comes down the day after Christmas” type of gal.
While on the hunt for a Christmas tree, we stopped off at Churros Toño. The vendor was making his first batch of the day and I was all too happy to watch the process. Churros are the best!
Based on what I saw, he started off with boiling water in a big steel pan and then added flour, vanilla, and some more water. It was time to mix. This was not an easy task. I know because he let me try to do it. A lot of arm strength is required.
When the batter no longer sticks to your fingers, it’s ready to fry. It’s a strange contraption they put the batter into to push out the long tube shape into the oil.
Next, you let the churro fry until it turns a golden brown.
Cut into pieces and drag through sugar. Happiness in a bag!
As I’m searching online for an end table with a Black Friday deal attached to it, I also came across this: blackfridaydeathcount.com. Egads. This website tallies deaths and injuries that happen during Black Fridays.
It made me think: what happens in people’s minds between being with their families and feeling grateful to less than 24 hours later pushing and shoving others for a bargain…