The Pagan Stone.

Synopsis: Nearly 21 years ago, on the seventh day of the seventh month, three young boys swore a blood oath on top of the Pagan Stone in the woods near Hawkins Hollow and unwittingly unleashed an imprisoned demon that returns to wreak increasingly deadly havoc on the town every seven years. With the evil assault beginning once more, the time has come to end the carnage. Now, the three who started it all, linked by fate to a trio of exceptional women, are determined to defeat the demon once and for all. Each couple, sharing similar mental gifts, has had a part to play in the "Sign of Seven" trilogy (see also Blood Brothers; The Hollow), but in this final installment, it's up to gambler Gage Turner and free-spirited Cybil Kinski, who have the gift of precognition, to administer the death blow, even though it means someone else must die. Blood, fire, brutal violation, and possession are tempered by strength, self-sacrifice, and love in this chilling, passionate romance.

This is the third book in the Sign of Seven trilogy & it was good. The ending wasn't near as dramatic and I had assumed it would be but that's probably because there's some action going on throughout the book. I really wish she'd write one another seven years later just to see how the town is doing! Go forth and read it. Love it! Share it!

Ciao.

P.S. I hope everyone has a fun & safe New Year's Eve. Good bye 2008, Hello 2009!

Library Challenge.

At work we're having a reading challenge and I need some help. We're reading as many Young Adult & Juvenile fiction books as we can by March 1st. I've decided to read the following:

• The Charlie Bone Series
• Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series
• The Chronicle's of Narnia books
• The adoration of Jenna Fox
• Re-read the Twilight Series
• Hunger Games again.
  

That's it so far. Does anyone have any other suggestions?

Thank you and ciao!

Time.

It seems like everyday time just gets away from me. I get wrapped into doing one thing or another and *poof* all day is gone. I'm still attempting to finish my book The Pagan Stone which it seems like it's near impossible to get to.

I woke up this morning & realized my water filter on my aquarium along with my heating tube weren't working. I didn't want to lose my other fish too so I went to work on it. After taking the pump out of the filter and cleaning it somehow I managed to fix it. I think the pump had slid out of place and it just shut off. (We'll see). I'd unplugged the heat tube & realized all that had happened was that it had twisted to the left & I just couldn't see the orange on light. Which was nice.

Today was around 60* which was amazing & scary at the same time. I can't ever remember having 60* weather in late December. We'll prolly pay for it later.

I have to work tomorrow & then Wednesday we get to go get New Year Eve's goodies. What's your plans for NYE?

Ciao!

Sunday Madness!

Oh today was madness I tell ya madness!! First I decided to make some of the jewelry that I bought supplies for the other day. I saw a cute set of angel wings & I decided to make a necklace for Tanya (my sister). Here's the finished project.

Then Amanda came over to see if I wanted to run to Target & the dollar store with her and Cadin. So off we went. Target was insane. We hit the clearance Christmas aisle that was packed. I saw a pair of Christmas socks that I wanted & when we went to check out I decided I didn't need them all that badly. The lines were ridiculously long so we left. After almost getting ran over by some moron in the parking lot we went to the dollar store. I was hunting for a pair of round nosed pliers but I couldn't find any. We then headed home. Cadin was so cute. I shared my junior mints with him & he kept asking for another. Plus he kept babbling the entire way which I just find adorable.

Once we got home I decided to fix Ghost's chain. He broke something right before I left with Amanda and I decided I'd better fix it so he could get to his dog house tonight. Well. UGH. It was extremely muddy which I didn't mind because it meant I could actually dig up around his post to fix his chain. However that meant handling him was going to be hard once I got everything fixed. Which is was. As we were walking down the drive to chain him back up he tripped me up and I fell. Well I decided I wasn't letting him go because he's to hard to catch once he's off and running. So when I landed he decided to jump on me and almost nipped me in the face. Rawr. I was mad and very muddy. I came inside and cleaned up & surveyed the damage. My left ankle was hurting when I got up & so when I fell I hurt my left knee and my other ankle. Tomorrow morning should be interesting.

I hope everyone had a good weekend. Ciao!

P.S. Plus Goldie (my bubble eyed gold fish) died. I'd had her 5 years. She went through college with me. She'll be missed.

The Letters.

Synopsis: Sam and Hadley West are both trying in their own ways to survive after the unthinkable loss of their only son in Alaska. For Sam, a sports journalist, acceptance means an arduous trek by dogsled across the bleak and beautiful arctic wilderness to find the place where Paul died. For Hadley, it means renting a benignly haunted, salt-soaked cottage off the Maine coast where she begins to paint again.

Now, at opposite ends of the country, waiting for their divorce to be finalized, they begin to exchange letters by post, missives filled with longing and truths they’ve never before voiced, as they recall their marriage—its magic moments and its challenges—and begin to rediscover the reasons they fell in love in the first place.

As Sam risks his life to reach the remote crash site, Hadley begins an equally hazardous inner journey to a rendezvous with the mad grief of a mother’s heart. At the place where all else is lost, they will meet again….

I wasn't sure I'd like this book. I've read one other book in a letter format & I just wasn't sure if enough of the plot would come through via the letters. I was wrong. Luanne Rice has been a favorite author of mine for a long time and she didn't fail to deliver this time either.

Sam & Hadley's journey from across the globe is not only inspiring but will bring you to tears. They've lost their son & in dealing with his death have lost themselves. Sam needs to visit the site of Paul's death & Hadley runs as far from it as she can get. Both of their journey's eventually bring them together in a way you never see coming. I loved the letter format of the book. It just seemed more personal. It almost seemed like you were taking a peek into someone's mail illegally. I loved this book!

Ciao!

Wordless Wednesday.

Things on Tuesday.

Loathe:

• Ice
• Falling on ice
• Bitter wind that takes your breath away
• Eating too much holiday food
• Being moody during the holiday season

Love:

• The Holiday Season
• Seeing family
• Getting to relax and read as much as possible
• The snow
• Pictures in the snow & pictures of Beethoven in his Christmas outfit
• Family

Ciao!! I know people are leaving for vacation and what not so I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah/Happy Kwanzaa whatever it is that you celebrate have a good one!

Winter Depression?

I have no clue what's wrong with me today. I've been extremely moody, short tempered & I don't want to do anything. I don't have the energy to read, write, watch tv, scrapbook, nothing. I just want to sleep. The littlest things have been getting on my nerves I don't know if it's winter depression or what. I'm assuming that it's a combo of everything. Stress is killer especially at this time of the year. I just want to be happy and celebrate Christmas. It may have something to do with my brother being gone and my sister moved out a few months ago. Normally they're around being goofy too. Anyways, lets check out some happy Christmas photos from flickr!!

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Poetry corner!

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

-e.e. cummings



Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.

Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.

Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.

Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.

To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.

Let it come, as it will, and don't
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.

-- Jane Kenyon



The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop

What's some of your favorites?

President & Mrs. Bush's Portraits.

The portraits of the President and the First lady have been done & I'm not a art critic but Laura's is horrible. Her head looks like it belongs on another painting & it seems to small to me. The President's portrait looks amazing though. His hands are phenomenal. The other thing I noticed that there's a entire paragraph of people who made donations for his portrait and a husband/wife who made donations for hers. Now maybe the family could afford to pay for hers but I figure they skimped on hers. ;) In other news my tooth feels better. I've not taken a pain pill for a day but eating is still a chore. I'm still eating soup and hating every bit of it. Btw beethoven got a twitter account you should follow him ;) Ciao!!

Christmas Jars.

Synopsis: Journalist Hope Jensen is devastated when her adoptive mother dies from ovarian cancer shortly after Christmas. Adding to her woes, her apartment is broken into and all of her emergency cash stolen. Hope then discovers that someone has left her a gift-a glass mason jar labeled "Christmas Jar," filled with money. Using her investigative skills, she learns that in recent years, several people have reported receiving these mysterious jars in times of need. Hope's search leads her to the Maxwell family and their generous Christmas tradition-and to some truths about her birth mother. In the tradition of Catherine Ryan Hyde's Pay It Forward, Wright's holiday novel could inspire others to Christmas generosity.

This book is only about 125 pages long & amazing. It will inspire you to create your own Christmas Jar. The story is a quick read & in the end you will cry. I never saw the end coming. I figured out part of it but the second part was a huge surprise.

Hope feels guilt for lying to the Maxwell's and you empathize with her because she's found a second family that she doesn't want to hurt. Jason Wright also wrote Wednesday Letters which I enjoyed. If you get a chance check him out his books are phenomenal.


Synopsis: Texas Ranger Stephanie “Steve” Reynolds is on the hunt for a serial killer who is stalking innocent women in the Lone Star State. The beautiful Ranger comes to suspect the unbelievable – that the killer is a vampire.

Steve knows all about vampiros, since she has a demon lover of her own. For the past several years, Ethan Templeton has been helping her on cases when he wasn’t sharing her bed. But Steve, craving mortal motherhood, refused to get serious about the handsome vampire. Especially after she saw him kill a man she’d just arrested…

Ethan loves Steve, but he thinks nothing can come of their passion. Even if he could convince her to share his immortal life, his vampire patron, Don Rafael Perez, would execute him for transforming her.

But when the killer menaces Steve, Ethan realizes he has no choice except to risk everything. Will Steve agree to join a man she’s called murderer—or will she refuse her one chance at eternal life, lust, and love?

This is the third book in the Texas Vampire trilogy & it was ok. I liked the first book better than the last. It slowed down in places and the plot wasn't as active as the first one. Overall it was on okay read but I wouldn't read it again.

Ciao!!

MUSE in Twilight

Dad's 7th surgery.

Dad had surgery again today. He was in the operating room for an hour & then in the recovery room for 50 minutes before they sent him home. There wasn't any complications & he did really well. He had a little trouble coming about of the anesthesia because he's congested from the cold he has. He's had trouble before with the anesthesia so it's always scary because you never know what's going to happen. I got about 3 hours of sleep last night since we had to be up at 4am to be there by 5:45. Needless to say when we got home I crashed for about 3 more hours & I still feel like I got ran over my a mac truck. I have to work tomorrow so hopefully I get a good night's sleep. Happy December everyone. Ciao. P.S. it snowed again today but it didn't accumulate to much.