No more eggnog... pleeeease...
Dec. 30th, 2003 09:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
daemonlunaI think I'm all Christmassed out. We got cool prezzies, did MUCH visiting, ate many sweet things, and have spent the past couple weeks fishing one cat or another out of the tree. Trout has taken to boxing the ornaments and wrestling with the lower branches, and Minnow (in addition to chewing on all the ribbons) decided that the tin icicles would be just great to gnaw on. Some people's cats.
We now have a new coffeemaker, a fondue pot, many dishes, assorted knicknacky things from well-meaning family, and oh, yeah, some toys. *g*![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dine, sweetheart that she is, sent me this cool toy. And all my professional library mailing lists have been talking about how, if you wedge the book into her hand the right way and push the button, she'll throw the book! I haven't quite figured that one out yet. I can't get the book to stay in her hand. Also, if the angle of the arm is off, it looks unfortunately like she's picking her nose. I think I'm going to get out my Giles action figure, and together they can take over the world. Mwaha.
And to explain Anna's gift, I first need to explain our rubber duckies. Namely, that we've got a bunch. They're all lined up on top of the shower. We have a couple devil duckies, a dead duck, a pilot ducky and various and sundry others. (I'm still irked that I didn't pick up the pirate duckies when I saw them because now I can't find them any more.) So, in a bag full of cool other little goodies, the woman gives us a giant duck. It's a foot long! And it doesn't fit over the shower. *g*
Latest books: just finished rereading Harry Potter, all five. Looking for good, long, plotty HP fanfic. Was kept mildly occupied by The Davinci Code over Christmas. Have to read YA novel, The First Part Last (teen father keeps baby, and I believe there's angst galore), before it turns overdue.
Read YA fantasy by Vivian Van Velde, Dragon's Bait, while waiting at the clinic after the car accident. It pays to have an extra book in your purse, really. Young girl is accused of being a witch and staked out for the dragon, who frees her and helps her plot revenge. Romantic overtones develop. Plot, plot, scheme, scheme. It was a perfectly decent mid-level YA genre novel, if not groundbreaking.
Also read Breath, by Donna Jo Napoli. It held my interest much more than her last one before, Pan. It's a retelling of the Pied Piper legend set in medieval Germany. I will say that there is a plague, there is an explanation for it, and this time it's not the rats. And I think the only reason I figured it out as early as I did was because of a similar plot point in a fantasy novel by Ann Downer (one of the books of The Spellkey Trilogy, the best series no-one's ever heard of). She does a great job of evoking another time period without bogging the reader down with endless details and explanations, and what she does with the structure of the actual folktale is fantastic.
Incidentally, my latest icon is what happens when Minnow goes out in the snow. Many toes on that one. But we knew that.
We now have a new coffeemaker, a fondue pot, many dishes, assorted knicknacky things from well-meaning family, and oh, yeah, some toys. *g*
dine, sweetheart that she is, sent me this cool toy. And all my professional library mailing lists have been talking about how, if you wedge the book into her hand the right way and push the button, she'll throw the book! I haven't quite figured that one out yet. I can't get the book to stay in her hand. Also, if the angle of the arm is off, it looks unfortunately like she's picking her nose. I think I'm going to get out my Giles action figure, and together they can take over the world. Mwaha.And to explain Anna's gift, I first need to explain our rubber duckies. Namely, that we've got a bunch. They're all lined up on top of the shower. We have a couple devil duckies, a dead duck, a pilot ducky and various and sundry others. (I'm still irked that I didn't pick up the pirate duckies when I saw them because now I can't find them any more.) So, in a bag full of cool other little goodies, the woman gives us a giant duck. It's a foot long! And it doesn't fit over the shower. *g*
Latest books: just finished rereading Harry Potter, all five. Looking for good, long, plotty HP fanfic. Was kept mildly occupied by The Davinci Code over Christmas. Have to read YA novel, The First Part Last (teen father keeps baby, and I believe there's angst galore), before it turns overdue.
Read YA fantasy by Vivian Van Velde, Dragon's Bait, while waiting at the clinic after the car accident. It pays to have an extra book in your purse, really. Young girl is accused of being a witch and staked out for the dragon, who frees her and helps her plot revenge. Romantic overtones develop. Plot, plot, scheme, scheme. It was a perfectly decent mid-level YA genre novel, if not groundbreaking.
Also read Breath, by Donna Jo Napoli. It held my interest much more than her last one before, Pan. It's a retelling of the Pied Piper legend set in medieval Germany. I will say that there is a plague, there is an explanation for it, and this time it's not the rats. And I think the only reason I figured it out as early as I did was because of a similar plot point in a fantasy novel by Ann Downer (one of the books of The Spellkey Trilogy, the best series no-one's ever heard of). She does a great job of evoking another time period without bogging the reader down with endless details and explanations, and what she does with the structure of the actual folktale is fantastic.
Incidentally, my latest icon is what happens when Minnow goes out in the snow. Many toes on that one. But we knew that.
