Tuesday, April 08, 2008

My First Trip Alone

I went out to the next small town, ten miles away, by myself today! Yay! I wasn't sure how it would go by myself...What if I got too tired?...What if something went wrong?...
Well nothing went wrong and while my feet are hurting from the numbness (due to chemo), I made it to lunch with Mom and to the library to pick up four books I had on hold. And I made it home just fine and will probably have a nap after posting!
It feels so good to get out and talk to people. I have been lonely and bit by bit I want to get back out into the world!

One of the books I checked out is called: Keeping chickens : the essential guide to enjoying and getting the best from chickens. Looks like it has a lot of nice pictures. Should be a fun read!

Picked up a couple of fiction books too. One called Gone With the Windsors that sounds funny. Here is what Publisher's Weekly said:
The diary entries of shallow and oblivious Baltimore socialite Maybell Brumby comprise Graham's fourth novel, which explores the fictional lives of intimates involved in the 1936 abdication of King Edward VIII. Maybell, widowed by her older husband, leaves for London in 1932 to join her sister Violet and falls in with her school friend Bessie Wallis "Wally" Simpson, the married woman (twice, in fact) who has set her sights on the then Prince of Wales. Through Maybell's American patricianism, Graham (The Future Homemakers of America) skewers the tedious royal family and their aristocratic hangers-on. Maybell's self-absorption and dim-wittedness make her endearing at odd moments (as when she learns that her other sister, "Doopie," is deaf rather than mentally handicapped); her chatty tone is grating when the action primarily Wally's plotting, conquest and royal assumption slows. Graham depicts the abdication as a kind of bedroom farce and uses Maybell's ignorance to add ambiguity to the controversial relationship of the duke (as he is known after abdication) and Wally to the Nazi regime. As WWII becomes imminent, the leisured friends must make a run for it, and the partings are not all amicable. This light romp through sordid territory is sly, gossipy fun.

Looks like good fun-can't wait to start it!

Talk to you soon,

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.
Friedrich Nietzsche


TM said...

I am happy to hear that you ventured out alone.... I have a vivid memory of the first time I walked to the grocery shop after giving birth to the twins.... I had been on bedrest for so long...freedom feels good! Michele

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Anonymous said...

Each day gets a little better. Soon it will be difficult to remember how tired you felt. Friends and favorite pastimes are the key (maybe even the cure).
I wish you much luck.
Sue S.