Playing Catch Up

I have a confession. I am not an organized person. Never have been-and am coming to realize-never will be. If you're a follower of this blog you will see the lists have been updated-no I didn't read 6 books overnight, I just sometimes let things pile up before I deal with them.

A quick review: Household Guide to Dying-sad. Work in Progress-hopeful, spiritual. Hard Christmas-murder on a tree farm. Italian Summer-descriptive, full of golf. Cruel Intent-prefer JP Beaumont. Copy Kat-tangled family murder. As you can see, none of these fulfill the classic literature category, but I needed to have a few that were a quick read. Fifty books in a year is a lot of reading.

Actually, though I'm finding the categories of learning something new and contests and food to be the hardest categories. These will take some effort. Fifty of anything in a year is a challenge.

On the other hand, going places I've never been before is fun. One Saturday, my husband and I wandered around downtown Olympia, and went in a bunch of small stores I had never been to before. We stumbled on a Gingerbread House display, and had a nice lunch. An entirely local, entirely new day.

On the food front, I need to start combing through my cookbooks and making a creative dish because opening a can of no salt sardines was no fun at all. Honestly, husband of mine, no salt??