Last night, we had another Zoom family birthday party, this time for my brother-in-law, nephew, and unofficial niece (the daughter of a family who have been like family to ours for many years.) It’s nice to be able to see people this way. Next weekend is the monthly virtual get-together with my husband’s side of the family.
Our venerable old minivan started vibrating badly and spent the whole week in the shop. We decided to have it fixed despite its age and the milage on it. It’s not a good time for us to buy a new (or used) vehicle, and we hope our old van still has a few good years left in it. We’re not the “buy a new car every few years” type; we tend to drive our cars until they die of old age. We bought this one used (it had been a rental for a year) and it must be pushing 20 years old now! It has taken us on road trips around the country and (twice) up into Canada. As long as we take care of it, it keeps chugging on.
Speaking of chugging on, I ‘ve been walking on the treadmill, building up my leg muscles and stamina. It feels good. I did feel a little under the weather on Wednesday and Thursday (probably something I ate on Tuesday), so I took it easy both days, and didn’t exercise. But I got back to it on Friday.
Last Week on the Blog
- Sunday Post – 9/20/2020
- Top Ten Books on My Fall 2020 TBR
- News & Notes – 9/26/2020
- Sunday Post – 9/27/2020 – this post
This Week on the Blog
- Banned Books Week 2020
- My Favorite Bookish Quotes – Top Ten Tuesday
- Challenge Update: October 2020
- News & Notes – 9/26/2020 – tentative
- Sunday Post – 9/27/2020 – tentative
What I’m Reading/Watching
Reading: I read Return to Virgin River and was a little disappointed; it was pleasant but didn’t sweep me away like the early books in the series. I’m still in the midst of a Catherine Aird rereading binge; I’ve listened to a few books (see below), and read A Late Phoenix and Slight Mourning. I also reread The Bachelor by Sabrina Jeffries, thinking (erroneously) that I had forgotten to review it. (Hey, it was the middle of the night and I was on my Kindle; I guess I had forgotten to delete the ARC from my device when the review posted.) Since the one I had actually forgotten to review is the third book in the series, Who Wants to Marry a Duke, I’m now rereading that one. I still need to finish The Language of Ghosts (Heather Fawcett; ARC) and get back to An Extraordinary Union (Alyssa Cole). (Click title for Goodreads page or my review.)
Listening: I finished The Stately Home Murder by Catherine Aird. I started and then DNFd Choose Wonder Over Worry by Amber Rae; it just wasn’t for me. After that, I started another Aird mystery, His Burial Too. I need to get back to Binti (Nnedi Okorafor) at some point.
Watching: Friday night, we watched 42, a film about Jackie Robinson starring Chadwick Boseman as Robinson and Harrison Ford as Branch Rickie, the Brooklyn Dodgers owner who hired him in a successful attempt to integrate major league baseball. The film was excellent, and both Boseman and Ford were amazing. Earlier in the week, we watched an episode or two each of Warehouse 13 and Aerial America. I’m starting to tire of the latter. If they focused mostly on natural beauty and historical sites, that would be fine. But I don’t need to know about sports stadiums and industrial sites.
Added to the Hoard
For Review or Consideration
The Windsor Knot kicks off a new cozy mystery series starring Queen Elizabeth II, and it sounds like great fun. (Click title for Goodreads page or my review.)
Purchased (Kindle, print, or audio)
Print: Kindle: The Duke Who Didn’t; The Lady’s Guide to Celestial Mechanics; Summer at the Garden Cafe; Murder in an Irish Village; Murder in an Irish Churchyard; Audiobooks (Audible, Libro.fm, or Chirp): His Burial Too (Audible). (Click title for Goodreads page or my review.)
I had to buy The Duke Who Didn’t after reading this review at Smart Bitches, Trashy Books. And also, I am so here for historical romance with POC characters. For too long, historical romances set in Britain have ignored the fact that there were people of color in 18th- and 19th-century Britain (and even earlier.) This one may not be strictly historically accurate, but then, how historically accurate are all those series positing whole swaths of highly eligible, handsome, intelligent peers in their late 20s and 30s?