Catching up with the week of 6/29 – 7/5!
I’m feeling terribly productive in the summer months, likely because work has been very slow. I’m steadily making progress on finally concluding the first draft of my novel; in fact I had wanted to be finished by July 4th, but a small bout of writer’s block (read: procrastination) blew that. But I’m starting to see the light at the end of the Volcano and able to begin making plans for other projects.
I honestly don’t remember too much about this recipe, other than the fact that it was very similar to the Turkey Black Bean Sloppy Joes I made back in February or March. It took a long time in the crock pot, I do remember that. I mean, can anyone honestly tell me why meat that’s already cooked needs SIX HOURS in the crockpot just to meld the juices?
Actually, now that I think about it, I think I like the black bean sloppy joes better. They were quicker to make and more flavorful. As dinner, this worked, for sure, but…I’m not sure I’m going to leave it on my Tried and True list.
Ever since the slew of doctor visits regarding the BUG, I’ve been trying to get active and into a routine that allows me to exercise more frequently and eat better, using MyFitnessPal to count the calories.
That said, I’m not sure the Workout Videos in the Living Room plan is working. Yes, ChromeCast allowing me to stream YouTube to the big tv has been really helpful, but the novelty of that is starting to wear off.
The biggest hurdle is literally a HURDLE that I have had to create to block the dogs from entering the living room while I’m fitnessing.
With all the talk of buying a new house, Jason and I have contemplated putting money down on an elliptical. It sounds so user-friendly: a gym right there in your own house! But with all the distractions in my living space (the four legged furry ones most of all), I worry that I wouldn’t use a home gym.
So, I’ve been experimenting the idea of venturing out more. More on that in the next post.
Because it was billed as a separate exercise, I decided to do the Jazzercise Burlesque Leg workout. It was ten minutes long, which I knew felt lame (and kind of was). Turns out, it was just ten minutes of the full length workout I had done the week before!
I’m so done with these hookers.
I remember reading about the book Never Let Me Go when the movie came out.
Entertainment Weekly positioned it as a coming-of-age with a twist ending, but, while I enjoyed both immensely, I didn’t find anything about the book or the film all that twisty. Alas, if you’ve no experience with either medium (and you think you might care to at some point), SPOILER ALERT: The children in the boarding school in this novel are clones of people, meant to donate their organs when they reach the proper age.
This book is the perfect novel. It’s thought-provoking, emotionally stimulating and has a quick moving pace, written in prose that reads fluidly. I felt endeared to the characters, there was something childlike to the narrative from Page 1. In fact, the character of Ruth felt all too familiar (I won’t say who she reminded me of, but the comparison was profound). By the end of the book, I was an unceremonious MESS. It was 4am and I think I even woke Jason up with my sobbing.
I’ve read a lot of SAD books this year. Most of them are on a lot of Required Reading lists and those types of collections tend towards the Important Life Lesson via Tragedy zone. This one fits that criteria, but…it’s different. When I look back on all the prestigious books I’ve read: Slaughterhouse Five, A Farewell to Arms, Crime and Punishment, Fahrenheit 451, 1984…none of them were as relatable and accessible as this book. Maybe that’s because it’s set in mostly modern times, yes that’s a big part of it. But I think it goes a step further by drawing out female characters that have real depth.
If anything, this Book Project of mine is cementing my status as a feminist. Of the 22 books I’ve read so far this year, only one has been written by a woman and only five of those (Poisonwood Bible, Blindness, Wicked, The Lost World and Never Let Me Go) have had what I would call three-dimensional women. Even Lolita was pretty flat, as far as characters go; Nabokov knew she was being oppressed, but he still didn’t know her, I would argue. Fortunately, the week after this is Jodi Picoult week, followed by Emma Donoghue’s Room, so…it gets better, I suppose.
If you don’t really have time to read the book (which you should if you can because it doesn’t disappoint), check out the movie at least, starring the Amazing Spiderman before he was Spiderman.
The Recipe: Overnight Oats
The Fitness: Walking the Dogs!
The Book: My Sister’s Keeper