Tuesday, 26 November 2019
While Allan helped with the crab pot tree decorating, I delved into a memoir.
Some years ago, I read the author’s memoir, Look Me in the Eye. Recently I read his brother Augusten Burroughs’ childhood memoir, A Wolf at the Table. I want to reread Look Me in the Eye but have had to make an interlibrary loan request, during which I discovered two other books by him, including the one above.
I love this guy, and here are a few reasons why.
And…
And…
And…
I 100% relate to that, and to this:
And to this…
Which seems a sad ending to my takeways. I might not have entirely believed that people are often malicious till I was caught in a situation of being shunned in 2014. A friend who was the other shunned one said to me, “They are picking on the aspies!” and it all of a sudden made complete sense to me, along with a lot of other factors about my life. Still, I do prefer to think that maliciousness happens sometimes but not often.
I look forward the arrival of Look Me in the Eye, which I will then follow with Robison’s memoir about life with his aspergian son, Raising Cubby.
I had time to read another book.
The China Bayles mysteries are always good. I love the ritual introduction of the setting in each book.
Wednesday, 27 November 2019
Today was a work day. With darkness falling so early, I was able to read the next China Bayles book in the evening (along with watching Survivor and an episode of the Great British BakeOff!)
Again, I do love the description of Thyme and Seasons.
…so soothing to my soul.
Both mysteries are set mostly in the fictional Texas Hills town of Pecan Springs, and both feature lots of plant lore, including orchids in the most recent book. (Vanilla is an orchid.) And now I am all caught up with the series again and waiting for the next one.
