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Monthly Archives: November 2014

I am thankful for kittens, and health insurance, and sunsets, and finally believing there’s an end to every tunnel. I am thankful for people I have loved finding other people who love them too, and for all the unexpected problems that occur at the most opportune times. I am thankful that I have a hand to give to those who need it, for bad decisions that work out for the best, for paying it forward, and for the pain of others that I can ease. I am thankful for art supplies that go on sale, for cartoons, and for toaster ovens. I am thankful for all that is holy, all that is unholy, and all things that defy definitions of holiness. I am thankful for holes, and Holes by Louis Sachar, and the ridiculous in daily life. I am thankful for baked goods, internet recipes, hot cocoa with whipped cream, and federal judges finally taking a stand so that my friends can legally marry here in Arizona.  I am thankful for wine, and for Youtube, and for the dishonest people who make me thankful for the honest people.  I am thankful that I wake up every morning and get out of bed, and believe me, sometimes that’s enough.  I am thankful for diseases, for medicine, for nightmares, and for the Eagles on the radio.  I am thankful for learning every single day, for Cards Against Humanity, and for exactly what you’d expect.  I am thankful for internet dating and the jerks you meet there, and for hematite, and for brothers, and for mothers and fathers, and for wine.  Did I say that already?  Anyway, I’m thankful for the fear and the sadness, for satisfaction and accomplishments, and for courage and stubborness.  And I am thankful that I have so much to be thankful for.  That’s enough from me.  Happy Thanksgiving!  I hope the food is good, and that you have even more to be thankful for than I do. 🙂


10626594 So I started reading The Scorpio Races, by Maggie Stiefvater.  I can never seem to put her books down, because then I’m just wondering what happens next and I NEED to know.

This is the story of Puck and Sean; both teenagers, both orphaned, both born and raised on a small island, probably off the coast of England or Ireland(though it’s never stated precisely). Once a year the island becomes a tourist attraction for the deadly Scorpio Races, where the legendary water horses tend to eat or drown their riders.  Sean is a veteran of the races, but Puck is the first girl to ever enter.  Both Sean and Puck need to win, or lose something very important to them, but there’s only one first place. Despite the fact that they are rivals, they strike up a friendship.  As tensions before the races mount, Sean and Puck find that the other riders can be just as dangerous as the water horses, and they may need each other just to survive to the finish line.

This was a very low key love story, but all the characters were interesting, and the world of the island and its water horses felt very real.  I was also fascinated with the use of the legend of the kelpie, which I haven’t encountered before in fiction.

While reading, I also became obsessed with the description of the flaky, honey glazed November cakes.  I decided to head to the internets and find out if they were a real thing, or if Maggie had made them up.  Either way, I wanted a recipe, even if it was just some book nerd like me making something up so they can eat the book as well as read it.  It turns out, some book nerd did make up a recipe: Maggie Stiefvater.  So here it is.  I’m looking forward to trying this out!