The little woven container with pockets (above) is a place to display mementos. It has hung on numerous walls over the years, usually in my various offices. On the very bottom right, is a backstage pass for a Soap Opera Awards Show from 1999, hosted by Dick Clark (for whom my second son worked at the time) and Soap Opera Digest magazine.
At the top is my author badge from BEA 2008, which was in LA…and where I signed copies of Chasing Stardust.
To the right, just below, is a ticket stub from the Chippendale’s show in Las Vegas (2008), attended by my daughter and me.
The black pin-on name tag (Lorre Frost, Editor) was mine from 1980, when I edited a newsletter for a group dedicated to helping divorced people adjust. That was the name I used back then…LOL. (Get it? Lorre Frost, Laurel-Rain Snow).
Odds and ends….tidbits. Like much of what I share on this blog.
To continue on in this vein, today was about more odds and ends, like me getting the sudden urge to move some cabinets in the dining room.
I swapped out the green and burgundy cupboards…and here are some views of the finished arrangement:
The burgundy cupboard on the back wall (on the left) was once in the middle. This is the view from the kitchen.
View from the entry way.
Close-up of the two rearranged cupboards.
Why do I do these things? I was very hot and tired afterwards, as I did it this afternoon, when the outside temperature was 101…and despite the air conditioning indoors, I felt as though I were out in the heat.
Once I had cooled down, I savored the three new Vine books that came in the mail today.
Big Little Lies, by Liane Moriarty
Sometimes it’s the little lies that turn out to be the most lethal. . . .
A murder… . . . a tragic accident… . . . or just parents behaving badly?
What’s indisputable is that someone is dead.
But who did what?
Big Little Lies follows three women, each at a crossroads…
Small Blessings, by Martha Woodroof
Tom Putnam has resigned himself to a quiet and half-fulfilled life. An English professor in a sleepy college town, he spends his days browsing the Shakespeare shelves at the campus bookstore, managing the oddball faculty in his department and caring, alongside his formidable mother-in-law, for his wife Marjory, a fragile shut-in with unrelenting neuroses, a condition exacerbated by her discovery of Tom’s brief and misguided affair with a visiting poetess a decade earlier….
Then, one evening at the bookstore, Tom and Marjory meet Rose Callahan, the shop’s charming new hire, and Marjory invites Rose to their home for dinner, out of the blue, her first social interaction since her breakdown. Tom wonders if it’s a sign that change is on the horizon, a feeling confirmed upon his return home, where he opens a letter from his former paramour, informing him he’d fathered a son who is heading Tom’s way on a train. His mind races at the possibility of having a family after so many years of loneliness. And it becomes clear change is coming whether Tom’s ready or not.
Katwalk, by Maria Murnane
Katrina Lynden has always walked a straight line in life, an approach that has resulted in a stable career and pleased her hard-nosed parents but that has also left her feeling unfulfilled—and miserable. When her best friend suggests they quit their Silicon Valley jobs and embark on two months of adventure in New York City, Katrina balks at the idea but ultimately agrees, terrified yet proud of herself for finally doing something interesting with her life. But when her friend has to back out at the last minute, Katrina finds herself with a tough decision to make. Much to her surprise, she summons the courage to go alone, and the resulting journey changes everything. Along the way she makes new friends, loses others, learns what is really important to her, and finds a way to grow up without leaving herself behind.
I think I am in for a treat with these….meanwhile, I am reading a book on Sparky that has been waiting patiently since last year. Sheltering Rain, by JoJo Moyes, is the story of three generations of women in a family, which takes us from the 1950s in Hong Kong to the 1990s in London and Ireland.
What was your Thursday like? Are you eagerly planning your holiday weekend?