The Home For A Cat is Your Heart

September 30, 2008

Dewey… Oh, Dewey Readsmore Books…

Be warned, for this blog post, you need a good cup of joe (or tea) and a few quiet moments, I have a lot to say..  if you’re interested.

I just love orange tabbies.  I lived with one for 12 years and I still miss him everyday.  If you’ve had one… you’d most likely have had the most loving and comical creatures around!  There’s just something about those orange tabbies.

Dewey’s face called to me from all of the blog-sites around me.  I mean, look at the face!  “The Face!”  I know, I’m going overboard and sound just slightly insane.  But, I am a total animal lover, have WAAAAY too many pets in my menagerie and couldn’t resist yet another book about how a pet affects our lives.

My cat, Mako, was a wonderful cat.  I remember the day that we brought him home from the adoption site.  At the time, I had my mother in my life and she went with me to pick out my kitty.  I was in a rather difficult relationship at the time, and my Mom saw this as a nice way for us to spend the day together without my live-in boyfriend and two live-in step-daughters… such a long story!  AND, a story for another day.  But, she went with me to PetSmart for Pet Adoption Day.    There were several litters of kittens that day, overwhelmingly so.  And, I really liked the pretty ones… you know, the black and white ones… all black with white paws, white noses, white whiskers… and long fur that is soooo soft.  Or, the Siamese kittens that were so beautiful.

I really liked this one black tabby that I had spotted.  I asked my Mom what she thought.  She said… “look at that little orange one in the back… he’s not so pretty… but, I think you should see him.”  When the volunteer got around to bringing me the kitty, I thought he looked like a Gremlin (not after they get wet, or it’s dark, or whatever…. you know, the furry ones with big ears).  He had these GYNORMOUS eyes and ears… tons of fur, but not much else.  He was almost a butterscotch and white tabby vs. an orange and white.  He was the runt of this litter and was very tail-challenged (super short tail).

When I held him, he clung to me with his claws and was scared to death.  There was no immediate connection, nothing between he and I.  But, my mother told me that the runts of a litter are the special ones and they need the most love.   That, I knew I could provide…. being a live-in “wifey” and “step-mom” without the marriage certificate… it was 3 vs. 1…. and this little kitty would be just mine… for me.  OK, my Mom is persuasive and I adopted scared little runt kittie.  By the way, that day with my mother is my fondest memory of her and I in an adult relationship.  She spent the day with me getting Mako’s bed, food, litterbox, etc. and came home with me and got him all set up.  A wonderful memory for me.



Mako was, for me, the most special animal in my life, to date.  And, I think he always will be.  I lost him almost 2 years ago to the day.  The day that we had no other option than to put him down, we knew that he was in terrible pain and about to die a painful death.  I cried for hours before and days after his passing.  I still miss him.

People used to tell me that he spoke English (you heard me right!).  And, honestly, he did!  He had many health problems in his life and one time he was poisoned by something we couldn’t identify.  He became so ill and was skin and bones.  We had to feed him with a syringe, both food and water.  I used to ask my “ex” to go and make sure that he was still alive (in the closet on the shelf where he liked to sleep occasionally).  Yes, he was alive but very ill.  When we took him to the doctor, he needed intensive treatment, including extra oxygen… so they put him in this oxygen chamber thing and we called him the “Kitty in the Bubble.”  He lived through this, one of his nine lives.  But, as he recovered at home, getting him to eat was tough.  So, I would sit with him while he ate and scratch his back towards the rear by the tail.   And, he would eat.  So I would say “Yum Yum Yum” to him as he ate.  He never went back to eating on his own, he always insisted that somebody sit with him and scratch him.  When they did, he’d meow, “yum yum yum.”  It was the craziest thing ever.  People told me that I should video tape it.  I never did.  Now, I wish I would have.

His other favorite English word was “MaMa.”  When he meowed for me it was “Mmmaaaaa Mmmmaaa.”  Swear to God!  A girlfriend stayed once at my house with Mako while I was away.  She didn’t know him well.   I came home from the trip and she said to me, “Sher, I know this sounds crazy, but that cat says MaMa!”  I told her that I knew that  and she wasn’t crazy.  She couldn’t get over it.  From then on, she had several dreams about Mako and he was talking to her in English in each one.  🙂

I loved Mako very much.  I even took him on vacation with me.  He was my very best friend.  I went through a very dark period in my life when I was alone and pregnant with the twins.  I was on bed-rest from 4 months into my pregnancy until they were born.  I had virtually no family left and I was broken up with my “ex.”  I was in premature labor (from 4 months until those two little boogers came out) and on monitors at home.  Sometimes, I’d just sit in the middle of my living room floor and cry my eyes out.   I was so afraid and alone.  He would walk up to me an lick a tear from my cheek.  He was my bed-mate and we spooned every night, him cuddled up against my tummy and my arm around him.  When I was pregnant, he got such a kick out of watching my belly just roll and toll as the twins held a wrestling match in there!  I’d talk to him about the twins and what to expect.  Now he’d have to share me.

He was good with the twin babies… although he’d sneak into their cribs when they weren’t in them to snuggle in the soft blankets that smelled like the babies and I.  BAD KITTY!  He never bit them, never scratched them… and loved them as he loved me.  My grandmother used to tell me every Halloween when we passed out candy together… “Now, don’t let that cat near the cribs… the cat will steal their breath and kill them!” 

When I fell in love five+ years ago with the man of my dreams… he too fell in love with Mako and Mako was good to him in return.

Like Dewey in this story, Mako had a condition called “MegaColon.”  It’s a very sad illness and most kitties die young from it.  Dewey, however, was lucky to live a full life, even with the disease.  Mako suffered many surgeries and I did everything in the world for him that I could.  In his last days, I learned to push IV fluids subdermally and help him with enemas (I know, really gross… but, to me… he was my best friend… I’d do anything for him).  The end of his life was really rough.  I have three (yes, count them 3) kitties now.  Although Tommers is a phenomenal cat (so very smart) and Oliver is so love-able… I will never love a kitty like I loved Mako.  Everybody who knew me for those 12 years of his life, knew that he and I were kindred spirits.

I realize that not everybody is a “cat person.”  I understand that.  I’m a dog person, too!  I have two dogs and love them like MAD CRAZY.  But, this relationship with this particular cat was a very special one and it meant more to me that I can describe in words.

So, to Dewey… I believe that the timing of me reading this book was destined.  I finished the book last night and soon thereafter call a call from my best friend from high school.  She had lost, on Sunday, her beloved kittie Stewart.  Stewart was to her what Mako was to me.  Stewart was her first kitty and the first in her heart.  I spent the day with her today and I told her that Stewart is in a much better place now and is no longer in pain.  Stewart passed from cancer of the mouth which ate away at his tongue and his ability to feed himself, drink and groom.   I told her that she would see Stewart when she arrived in Heaven… that he’d be there to greet her. It’s hard to console her because I understand the pain that she is in right now.  I’ve been there.  I’m going to share this book with her and I want her to know that nobody will ever replace Stewart… and, that’s okay. 

It’s tough to think about the fact that we are (nearly all of the time) destined to out-live our pets.  And, with animals (if you are an animal lover), they are so easy to love.  They don’t talk back to you.  They don’t fight with their siblings.  They just love you unconditionally.  That provides you with a safe spirit to love without fear.  You can be vulnerable with your pet and just completely be yourself.  They’d never judge you…. may look at you questionably, but never judge you.


The Review:

Title:  Dewey – The Small town Library Cat Who Touched the World

Author: Vicki Myron with Bret Witter

Publisher: Grand Central Publishing, Hachette Book Group USA

Type:  Non-Fiction… kind of a biography…

Publisher Website:

Great Articles:  USA Today

Dewey’s Website:

ISBN-10 #:0-446-54516-3 (Special Scholastic Edition)

ISBN-13 #:978-0-446-54516-7 (Special Scholastic Edition)

ISBN-13 #: 978-0-446-40741-0

ISBN-10 #: 0-446-40741-0

This is a wonderfully sweet book about Vicki’s love for Dewey and Dewey’s love for the entire town of Spencer, Iowa.  Dewey’s life made international headlines both during his life and when he passed away.  He was a cat that was loved by many.  Why did so many people love Dewey?

Dewey was dropped into the book depository slot on a cold night.  The dirty, cold kitten needed food, shelter and a bath!  The story is a simple one and an endearing one.  Vicki decides to see if she can get the town’s approval to keep the cat as a “library cat.”  She is, of course, successful.  Over time, the workers at the library and patrons alike fall in love with Dewey and his amazing personality.  He did fun things like riding the book cart when they put books away and climbing along the top of the bookshelves staring down at the folks.  He greeted just about every patron and made his rounds when visitors were there.

Vicki does bring home Dewey during vacations and holidays, but otherwise Dewey lives in the library.  When she arrives at the library in the morning, he literally waves to her!  People come from all around the world (yes, the world) to meet this well publicized cat.  A Japanese film crew even came to film him for a part of a documentary they were doing.  This cat just had a way of taking a small town even smaller… giving them something in common to love together. 

There are pieces of the book that allow the reader to understand Vicki’s life, in addition to some of the other library workers.  She is a sensible lady who did much for others and her community.  And, I understand what it must have been like for her when Dewey passed on in her arms.  In fact, upon his passing, there were several news articles published about it, worldwide.

The book was a pleasure read… nothing profound or intricate.  Just a light and easy book that any cat lover can relate to.  I enjoyed it and would have no problem letting my 11 year olds read this book should they want to.

Vicki put together a website for Dewey with the following posted on it:


  1. Reducing stress for all humans who pay attention to him.
  2. Sitting by the front door every morning at 9:00 am to greet the public as they enter the library.
  3. Sampling all boxes that enter the library for security problems and comfort level.
  4. Attending all meetings in the Round Room as official library ambassador.
  5. Providing comic relief for staff and visitors whenever possible.
  6. Climbing in book bags and briefcases while patrons are studying or trying to retrieve needed papers underneath him.
  7. Generating free national and world-wide publicity for Spencer Public Library. (This entails sitting still for photographs, smiling for the camera, and generally being cute.)
  8. Working toward status as world’s most finicky cat by refusing all but the most expensive, delectable foods—and even turning up his nose at those most of the time.


(according to Dewey Readmore Books)

  1. STAFF: If you are feeling particularly lonely and wanting more attention from the staff, sit on whatever papers, project, or computer they happen to be working on at the time—but sit with your back to the person and act aloof, so as not to appear too needy. Also, be sure to continually rub against the leg of the staff person who is wearing dark brown, blue, or black for maximum effect.
  2. PATRONS: No matter how long the patron plans on staying at the library, climb into their briefcase or book bag for a long comfortable sleep until they must dump you out on the table in order to leave.
  3. LADDERS: Never miss an opportunity to climb on ladders. It does not matter which human is on the ladder. It only matters that you get to the top and stay there.
  4. CLOSING TIME: Wait until 10 minutes before closing time to get up from your nap. Just as the staff is getting ready to turn out the lights and lock the door, do all your cutest tricks in an effort to get them to stay and play with you. (Although this doesn’t work very often, sometimes they can’t resist giving in to one short game of hide & go seek.)
  5. BOXES: Your humans must realize that all boxes which enter the library are yours. It doesn’t matter how large, how small, or how full the box should be, it is yours! If you cannot fit your entire body into the box, then use whatever part of your body fits to assume ownership for nap time. (I have used one or two paws, my head, or even just my tail to gain entry and each works equally well for a truly restful sleep.)
  6. MEETINGS: No matter the group, timing, or subject matter, if there is a meeting scheduled in the meeting room—you have an obligation to attend. If they have shut you out by closing the door, cry pitifully until they let you in or until someone opens the door to use the restroom or get a drink of water. After you gain entry, be sure to go around the room and greet each attendee. If there is a film shown or slide show, climb on any table close to the screen, settle in and watch the film to conclusion. As the credits roll, feign extreme boredom and leave the meeting before it concludes.

And the library cat’s golden rule for all time….

“Never forget, nor let humans forget, that you own the joint!”

Favorite Quotes of the Book:

“…I guess my final answer to that is when everything in my life was so complex, when things were sliding in so many directions at once and it seemed at times the center wouldn’t hold, my relationship with Dewey was so simple, and so natural, and that’s what made it so right.”

“I’ll always remember the former city manager.  Every time he saw me, he said with a smail, “Are you girls at the library still mooning over that cat?”  Maybe he was trying to be funny, but I couldn’t help but feel offended.  Girls!That word might be a term of endearment, but I go the feeling he was putting me in my place, that he was speaking for a large block of community leaders who couldn’t even conceive of making a fuss over things like books, libraries, and cats.  That was girl stuff!”

“It never crossed my mind, at this point, to think of Dewey as the library’s cat.  Dewey was my cat.  I was the person he came to for love.  I was the person he came to for comfort.  And I went to him for love and comfort, too.  He wasn’t a substitute husband or a substitute child.  I wasn’t lonely; I had plenty of friends.  I wasn’t unfulfilled; I loved my job.  I wasn’t looking for someone special.  It wasn’t even that I saw him every day.  We lived apart.  We could spend whole days in the library together and hardly see each other.  But even when I didn’t see him, I knew he was there.  We had chosen, I realized, to share our lives, not just tomorrow, but forever.”

“Mom’s faith came from the church, but her strength came from the inside.”

“Mom raised me to have that kind of strength.  She knew there were no promises in life.  Even when things went well, they never went easy.”

“That’s life.  We all go through the tractor blades every now and then.  We all get bruised, and we all get cut.  Sometimes the blades cut deep.  The lucky ones come through with a few scratches, a little blood, but even that isn’t the most important thing.  The most important thing is having someone there to scoop you up, to hold you tight, and to tell you that everything is all right.”

On Sher’s “One to Ten Scale”:

The more I review, the harder it’s getting to rate them.  Would I recommend it, yes, but it depends who to.  For an animal lover, I’d give it an 8… and for the average reader maybe a 6.75 to a 7.  Again, it was endearing and sweet, but I definitely think there’s a target audience for this read.

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People Magazine’s Star Tracks-They Call Me Mellow Yellow..

September 29, 2008

For those that I may offend, I apologize in advance.

First off, the belly-chain must go.

Well, at least she has a nice pedicure…. but, I’d ditch the belly chain.

And, Brad… Everything in Terry Cloth?  Horrific! 

No wonder Kelly is screaming in horror!

Is this how they dress in France?

The Sunday Salon: The Art of Racing in the Rain

September 28, 2008



My Sunday Review

The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein


This Sunday, and for my The Sunday Salon post, I have finished my second book of the week and will be commencing a new one, Dewey-The Small Town Library Cat Who Touched the World by Vicki Myron.  But, before I scoot along to Dewey, I want to share with you my experience with The Art of Racing In the Rain

First and foremost, I must share that the picture of the doggie on the cover of the book looks just like my darling, Tori.  She’s a beautiful, 3-year old Yellow English Labrador Retriever with a heart of GOLD!  We call her “Golden Star, ”  amongst other things.  So, like Marley and Me, The Art of Racing in the Rain, grabbed me by the sheer connection to my beautiful “Puppers.”  The name of my blog, A Novel Menagerie, is not only because I have a menagerie of books that I love to read, but also because I am the master/owner of a considerably large in-home menagerie.  Tori, was our first dog… and the heart and soul of our family.

Here are some pictures of my baby-cakes:Doesn't this look like the book cover?

Doesn’t she look like the cover in this picture?  We were on our way to Big Bear for Thanksgiving, stuck in traffic on the 91… she was sitting in the front of my little Lexus (miss the gas mileage on that car!).

The picture below is on the first day that we brought her home and into our family.  I’ve never, in my life, seen the twins so completely and utterly happy.  She’s so pretty!

 Tori was, for us, a dream and a goal that we all wanted to reach.  We decided that it was not fair to a dog to adopt her until we knew we owned a home and that took us 3 years to achieve.  We seaThe day we brought her home.rched and searched for her.  I wanted a small dog, like a purse puppy.  But, this dog is the one that God led us to… and we ended up falling madly in love with.  People exclaim that they are so jealous that we own her and promise to kidnap her one day while we are fast asleep.  FAT CHANCE! 

How does this relate to The Art of Racing in the Rain?  Well, the story is told from the viewpoint of “Enzo,” a yellow Labrador retriever mix, male dog.  That immediately grabs me into purchasing, reading and reviewing this novel.

Oh, and girls… I know totally inappropriate of me… but, the author is so friggin’ cute… but, married… with kidlets.  Well, I’m kinda into those grey-haired, goatee’d guys… with blue eyes.. and on the video… (below), <sigh>… Anyway, in case you know a single one that fits that description in Orange County, CA… write me! Oh, well… I’ll find my grey-haired fox someday!  Now, back to my story…

So, I picked up the novel as part of my Fall Into Reading Challenge 2008.  I expected a lot, of course, that may come from reading Marley & Me (wonderful book).  This book was a good one.  The only part I couldn’t really “sink my teeth into” were the racing metaphors and info.  Now, perhaps if I was a race car enthusiast, I may have LOVED the book… and, perhaps those who do follow the circuit… may LOVE this work.  I can’t say that I loved it, but I certainly did enjoy it and am glad that I read it.

My Review:

Author:  Garth Stein

Book Website:

Author’s Website:

Publisher: Harper Collins

ISBN: 978-0-06-153793-6

Type: Fiction

The Art of Racing in the Rain begins with the narration of Enzo, a yellow Labrador retriever mix.  He tells the story of how he met his owner, Denny, a race car driver and mechanic by day.  From there, Enzo tells the tale of how Denny fell in love with Eve, whom he marries quickly.  They have a daughter, Zoe, and eventually fulfill the “American Dream” and move into a house in Seattle, Washington. 

At first, Enzo is not thrilled with Eve or her relationship with Denny, but eventually he finds his place as her protector.  In addition, Enzo comes to love little Zoe beyond measure.  Enzo is completely obsessed with his next life as a human and the use of opposable thumbs.  He shows an innate intelligence and discusses his TV shows and knowledge of the human and animal races.  He is sure that, in his next life, he will be reincarnated to a man who will shake hands with Denny and become a race-car driver.

Enzo detects an odor from Eve’s head, that he believes to be an odor which describes a deep illness within her.  She subsequently suffers from migraines and horrible spells, but absolutely refuses to go to the doctor.  In addition, when she slices open her hand and OBVIOUSLY needs to go to the Emergency Room, she insists on not going.  But, fate has a way of just making things happen… she has an injury on a rock at a local waterfall and ends up being rushed to the hospital for a concussion.  Here, the large tumor is identified and later discovered to be a life-ending, cancerous one.

Eve’s awful parents… and, you’ll only understand “awful” when you read the book…. who live on a nearby island, insist that Eve is taken to their home for nursing and recovery as Denny was working and could not provide for her the full time attention that she required.  He begrudgingly agreed.  Then, they hit him with the WHAMMY, they feel it best that Zoe stay their during her convalescence as “her mother is dying” and “she should spend as much time with her as possible.”  The writing is on the wall.  So, Denny agrees and they set up a “visitation schedule” of sorts.

Months go by and eventually, Eve passes.  That’s when the madness begins.  The parents sue for custody of Zoe and go to extreme tactics to ensure their success.  This part of the story I shall leave out for the sake of those who have not yet read this book.  In any event, the second half of the book is Denny’s brave trail towards winning custody of his daughter back and realizing his dream in race car driving.

The story does end on a happy note, albeit a bit predictable.

My favorite quote from the book:

“…My soul has learned what it came here to learn, and all the other things are just things.  We can’t have everything we want.  Sometimes, we simply have to believe.”

-and later on the same page:

“I know this much about racing in the rain.  I know it is about balance.  it is about anticipation and patience.  I know all of the driving skills that are necessary for one to be successful in the rain.  But racing in the rain is also about the mind!  It is about owning one’s own body.  About believing that one’s car is merely an extension of one’s body.  About believing that the track is an extension of the car, and the rain is an extension of the track, and the sky is an extension of the rain.  It is about believing that you are not you; you are everything.  And everything is you.”

An interesting interview with Garth Stein (from his website):

Your novel is told in the voice of Enzo, aspiring race-car driver Denny Swift’s loyal dog, who has a keen observer’s detachment, as opposed to the human characters and their conflicting emotions. How did you develop the dog’s voice?

If Enzo had a choice, he would love to interact with the world around him much more than his limitations as a dog allow. It is his enforced muteness that drives him to hone his powers of opinion and observation. So his voice grew out of that—what would it be like to be trapped in a sound-proof booth in which you could hear everything but say nothing? Well, first, I think, you would become a very good listener.

Enzo is one of those dogs that is “nearly human,” but at one point in the story he feels the need to lose that complexity and just be an animal for a while. Why did that happen?

We all suffer moments of self-doubt, and Enzo is no different. Midway through the novel, he has a crisis of faith—he believes that his attempts to live to human standards have not helped any of the people he loves so much, and so he goes wilding and embraces his true canine nature. It’s funny, but in the context of the story, it’s actually one of the most human things he could possibly do.

It is interesting that the dog can sense Eve’s illness before anyone else can. Where did that idea come from?

I have read articles about dogs who can smell disease, especially cancer, so that’s something that is out there and is not a new idea. But what I wanted to convey with Enzo is not so much his “smelling” of Eve’s illness but his sensitivity to her condition on an energetic level. My wife is an energy intuitive, which means she can read illness in people or bacteria in foods and so on. It sounds a little crazy to hear about a person doing it; for some reason, it’s somewhat less threatening to hear about a dog doing it.

How did your own experiences in racing influence the character of Denny Swift and his experiences?

I’ve done some racing on the club level, and I really enjoy it. My experience in racing definitely helped me write the car scenes. But, maybe more importantly, my racing experience led me to a great friendship with a semipro race-car driver, Kevin York, who kind of acted as the inspiration for Denny. Kevin is racing in the Koni Challenge series this year, and his #75 car sports a decal!

How do you balance writing with three kids at home?

I can answer that with a children’s riddle: A man who weighs 150 pounds has three ten-pound bowling balls. He has to carry all three balls across a bridge over a deep abyss, but the bridge can only support 170 pounds, and he can’t make more than one trip. How does he cross the bridge with all the bowling balls? (Answer: he juggles the balls as he crosses the bridge! Voila!)

What’s your next project?

I have a few different ideas I’m playing with, and I know that soon they will all fall into place, and I’ll have a great story. Until then, please enjoy Enzo!

Garth’s Video on the Book:


On Sher’s “One to Ten Scale…”

This is a tough one for me.  I wanted so much to give it a higher score than I’m able to give it.  It was an enjoyable book and one that I can relate to.  But, in my honest opinion, I have to give it a 7.

Oh, and just one more picture of my cute dog (sorry.. had to)

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I Love Your Blog Award!

September 27, 2008

Holy Smokes, Batman!

Nah, just kidding!

I must have fallen asleep somewhere along the way.. because I didn’t even absorb the fact that Shana listed me on her I Love Your Blog Award email.  I’m such a geek.

Oh, I am so happy!  Somebody likes my blog!  And, you know, Shana actually reads my posts and comments on them and it makes me feel really special inside, so thanks, Shana! 

So, it is now my honor to pass on the I Love Your Blog Award to seven other blogs.  As you can see on my sidebar, I subscribe to MANY blogs.  I don’t use Google Reader, like many of you do.  I use Microsoft Outlook as my mail handler, that way multiple email addresses filter into one spot.  So, I use the RSS/Atom Feed function.  Therefore, every time one of my favorite blog posts, I get an email.  I love it.  Except, Sunday… there’s so many to read on Salon Sunday.  But, that’s a good thing, I know… because every Sunday I find another blog that I really appreciate… so, I take it back The Sunday Salon, I love Sundays!

Now back to my favorite seven…

A tag back to Shana at Literarily: She has a beautifully designed blog, but her content is even better.  She is a super person and I have much in common with her.  I highly recommend her blog and on “Sher’s One to Ten Scale,” I’d give her a 10!

My most favorite all-time blog is by Lisa at Books on the Brain: There is simply no one better!  She writes beautifully and candidly.  She shoots straight from the heart.  She’s smart and a good mother.  Plus, she likes The Office (Go Jim & Pam).  On “Sher’s One to Ten Scale,” I’d also give her a 10!

I very much enjoy J. Kaye’s Book Blog: She touches on so many things in her blog.  She gives blog spotlights, reviews, book synopsis, etc.  It’s all there in one spot.  She is well networked and I enjoy seeing the events she’s involved in.  She’s just overall…. super groovy!

How did I live my life without Yasmin up ’til now?  Apooo is fantastic!  Her site is absolutely amazing.  I’m sure she self hosts it and it’s so intricate and organized.  There is so much there and so much to look at.  And the resources… my goodness, this gal keeps busy.  She is a sincere heart with a great sense of humor.  LOVE YASMIN!

We simply may not forget Heather at Age 30+… A Lifetime of BooksI love this well-established blog for many reasons.  The site is very nicely organized, she is a great writer, and she’s very much involved with the book blogging community.  I admire her work and hope to get to be as good as she is.

Serena at Saavy Verse & Wit is “totally cool”:  I got to know her through her entry on Thursday’s Thoughts.  She is a solid reviewer and also very well networked in our “Book Blog Community.”  She’s hip and smart and she really puts time and thought into her reviews, which I totally  appreciate.

Last, but not least, Traci’s Book Bag: I think she’s fairly new, like me… I could be wrong.  But, I learned about her through Shana, my “BBBFF” (translated, “Best Book Blog Friend Forever”… hee hee).  I love the design and content of her site.  I want to get some design tips from her… so, hopefully she’ll end up liking me enough to give me some pointers!

OK… so that’s my seven “awardees.”  And, you seven “awardees” must pass the award along to your seven favorites (that is, if you haven’t already been awarded and posted… because you don’t have to do it twice just for me! Tee Hee Hee).

Have a warm and wonderful reading night, friends!


Book Award’s Reading Challenge 2008

September 27, 2008

Oh me, Oh My….      Here I Go Again….

Now, the one saving grace to the Fall Challenges is that many of them can actually overlap… so, you may be reading one book, and posting for two!  Here’s the scoop:

10 months. 10 award winners.

Rules: Read 10 award winners from August 1, 2008 through June 1, 2009.

  1. You must have at least FIVE different awards in your ten titles.
  2. Overlaps with other challenges are permitted.
  3. You don’t have to post your choices right away, and your list can change at any time.
  4. ‘Award winners’ is loosely defined; make the challenge fit your needs, keeping in mind Rule #2.
  5. SIGN UP using Mr. Linky (go to the site and sign up)
  6. Have fun reading!

The list of qualifying awards is on the Book Award’s site, on the right hand side of the post.

So far, I have completed:

I’ve got coming up:

  • Of Mice & Men, J. Steinbeck
  • The Kite Runner, Khaled Hosseini
  • To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
  • Jesus Land: A Memoir, Julia Scheeres
  • The Glass Castle:  Jeannette Walls 
  • The Road, Cormac McCarthy
  • Life of Pi by Yann Martel
  • Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell

Lit Flicks Challenge

September 27, 2008

Lit Flicks ChallengeI’m joining, yet again…

another challenge….

 The Lit Flicks Challenge

1. Challenge runs from September 1, 2008 to February 28, 2009.
2. Read 5 books/pieces of literature that have been made into movies.
3. Then watch at least 2 of the movie adaptations of the works you read.

The link to the challenge is in my right sidebar if you are interested in joining.  The posting has more detailed information…

My list is:

  • Love in the Time of Cholera
  • A Walk to Remember
  • Kite Runnter
  • Nights in Rodanthe (Being released TODAY!)
  • The Secret Life of Bees


  • Marley & Me

Yes, I am a sickly addicted Nicholas Sparks fan.  I ordered his new release The Lucky One and it’s not here yet.  I just cannot wait to read it!  It’s on my Fall Into Reading 2008 Challenge list!

So, you challenge readers…. sign up!

Hey Bloggers: A VERY Fun Thing to Do

September 26, 2008

I really like this website.  You get to read all different kinds of blogs… not just ones about book reviews.  Many of them are mothers, like myself, so it’s neat to see their perspective.  You just email her at the blog you’d like to submit for the week and at the end of said week, she lists the winners…

Very easy and Very Fun!

This week’s winners!