Mug Feature: The return of the Ikea mug, turquoise
Book Topic:Impulse book purchase
Hola and welcome to another wonderful Mug Monday!
October is around the corner, autumn is scratching at our doors… It´s officially time to get all those comfy comforters and fuzzy socks out. For me, it´s that time of year when I can drink my hot chocolate without having people giving me the “isn´t it too hot to drink that?” look.
Leg warmers, oversized sweaters, wool coats and long scarves are a thing now and I´m going to enjoy every minute of my non sweaty life.
And since the weather has improved I decided to take the girls book shopping. Their book wish list already has a decent size so it was time to get a few second installments for my oldest and some new vampire reads for my youngest.
Remember the promise I made to myself a while back about tackling my TBR list before I buy anything new?
I guess that dream didn´t last long.
The girls started collecting their books while mommy decided to just check out the romance section. Worst. Idea. Ever.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to fall on my knees and weep in front of all the beautiful book covers and apologize for making such an idiotic promise ( Oooh, that sounds so dramatic, doesn´t it? Lol )
Anyway- The girls found their treasures. Me? I grabbed a book on the way to the register counter. Just like that. I saw something from the corner of my eye and thought of how convenient it is from the bookstore to torture me on my way out with a great cover.
My eyes did a quick book title scan. `Optimists Die First`. Sounded pretty good to me.
Turns out, I picked a romance! Ha! Who would have thought?!
I´m now the lucky owner of an impulse purchase.
Not my first impulse purchase. The same situation has happened quite often to me.
It´s pretty risky to blindly pick a book and buy it while on the run. There´s a 50 / 50 % chance of the book being completely shitty. But then again, readers have the same chances with books they´ve heard / read about before purchase.
I like the mystery of not exactly knowing what I´ve bought. Having no expectations what – so – ever is more liberating than having read the synopsis and testimonials before purchase.
Fingers crossed that my impulse purchase is also a 5 star read!
How about you guys? Are you victims of impulse book shopping or would you rather go the safe route? Let´s chat.
Welcome, my dear Padawans, to another wonderful Mug Monday!
I´m not going to start on how wonderful it is to be back because even I can´t stand to waste another moment moping over the flu from Hell and telling you how boring it was to do nothing but chill. Life was boring- Now it´s not. Let´s get on with it, shall we?
Guess what this chici´s been doing while getting back on track? YES!
I´ve managed to get some reading done. Some much-needed and much welcomed reading!
And it felt good to be able to dive into a story again. What I read, you ask? Well, I managed to finished `Church.` by Stylo Fantome… That one practically killed me. I almost DNF´ed the book around 30%. I pulled through, though, and finished the damn book. ( review will follow shortly ).
Then I spotted an unfinished read from a few weeks back. `Tattered`by Devney Perry. I think I found myself a new favorite author. One I´ll be stalking at the RARE London 2019 book signing event in September.
And in my moments of silent reading the husbutt came home with a little gift for me. I admit… I always feel anxious when he says the words “Honey, I got something for you.” because he´s the type of guy who gifts me a screwdriver and claims it´s specially made for women ( insert the loudest sigh known to mankind ).
But this time… it wasn´t another screwdriver. He did the unexpected and…
…bought me a mug.
A SNOOPY MUG! Be still, my beating heart!
A snoopy mug with the letter M on it! * faint *
Can I love this man any more than I already do? I guess so. * gg *
So, it said on the package that the M stands for magic. To me, the M stands for so much more. It stands for….
The Mmmm sound I make when drinking hot chocolate
More book love
For my kids the M stands for Mommy ( obviously ). For the husbutt… the M stands for More death glares ( because he obviously hasn´t seen enough of mine ).
I don´t really care about all of that, though. I got a snoopy mug with the letter M. And it´s in purple. So much positivity from a simple gift… ❤
Now the only thing missing is: a 5 star read! People, I´m desperate for a mind-blowing story! Let´s hope I manage to find one in the next days / weeks. Finger´s crossed.
Unless some of you have some AWESOME, TOTALLY MIND BLOWING, OFF THE CHARTS FANTASTIC 5 star book recommendations for me that you can name from the top of your hat…. If so, feel free to leave a list!
Okay, lovelies… It´s time to wrap this up and cuddle with a thick comforter on the sofa and read my next highly anticipated read from my apocalyptic TBR pile.
But before I go…. I was serious about the book recommendations. Lol.
Tell me about the last book that completely blew your mind. I´m dying to know!
I feel awkward. It feels like I´ve been away for aeons when in reality… I´ve only been gone for close to 3 weeks.
Oh, how I´ve missed this! Although this might not be of any significant importance I´m gonna go ahead and share my mini medical adventure with you all ( before getting to book business ).
It all started with a weird eye migraine. Oh, you don´t know what that is? Neither did I, at first. All I knew was that it freaked me out to see stars and then nothing. I was blind on one eye for 15 minutes and then I regained my full eyesight again. You can imagine how quick I was at the ER. 4 long waiting hours later I was told that I had an eye migraine and that it´s not that uncommon. In fact – Many people suffer from eye migraines. What triggers these vicious attacks are heat and stress. I live a relatively stress – free life so the heat was to blame.
Then a summer flu followed. It took 3 days for it to hit me hard and another 3 days for me to think I was dying a slow and painful death ( yes. I´m dramatic like that. Lol ). And during those 3 days I was mentally coming up with ways to find and torture the unfortunate soul who gave me the flu in the first place. I was down for a little over a week. THEN…. Just when I thought my health was improving I made the fatal mistake of acting like I was fit and ready to act normal. I had a relapse. One I´m still not fully over yet.
3 weeks later…. I´m still wearing my PJ´s day and night and carrying a box of kleenex around the house. My house looks like a dump, I have been living off of chicken soup, water and peppermint tea, my kids show me their homework from a safe distance, and the husbutt is telling everyone that he´s grateful for getting that life insurance last year ( because, you know – I might not survive this flu ).
The sad part – I had ( and still have ) so much time and not once did I find the energy to read, let alone reach my August reading goal.
So, instead, I´m going to use all my strength now and do an August recap. Sound good?
Let´s do this so I can hop under my covers again and self-pity myself again.
Heya! Welcome back to The Spam Treasure Box special!
I guess I can go ahead and announce that I´ll be doing a monthly Spam Treasure feature from now on. How cool! Seriously, folks… The spam comments I´m getting are too hilarious. Far too hilarious to delete. There´s just no way I can ignore these because some of these are just too good to be true.
So, now it´s official. Be prepared for future spam post features!
For those who have no flipping clue what this is about: These are screenshots from my spam comments. No more info is needed. 🙂 If you end up enjoying these spams you also might want to check out my previous treasures Spam Box Treasures and More From The Spam Treasure Box. Trust me… they´re fab in their own special way.
So, now that we have that settled.. Why don´t we dive right in and see what my spam folder had to offer this month.
You needed 2 solid days for a 16 page children´s book?
2. Daddy, even the neighbor´s cat left town because of Larry´s worship singing. Do something!
3. So, the Bible has a talking snake but it´s not once mentioned what toys Mary and Joseph played with? Pfft. ( taking 2 stars away from Bible rating ). Thank you, Larry, for pointing that major detail out for me.
4. Okay, Flossie. How about I check out your shoe collection and tell you how I can see the reason for why you´re still single?
5. What what what?? I did no such thing! And don´t you dare make use of my ideas. My pitch fork is polished and I´m not afraid to use it!
6. Hello MargaritaJuicy. I´m sure other blogs protect their existing content with pitch forks, too. Now, go away!
7. Flossie, Margartia… See? This is how a spam needs to look like, you old hags! Irecssgsvaa… spam me anytime!
8. Jeanie, sorry to hear about the job you weren´t good at yet.
9. The conclusion? The supply? Am I at some weird drug dealer debate? Nevermind the compliment about my greatest monthly review… What supplies are we talking about here?
That´s it for this month, bookish folks! I hope you enjoyed my spam treasures! I seriously cannot wait to see what more Larry the singer has in store for me.
My second biggest issue as a reader. Finding hiding spots to read. Why? You´ll find out below. ❤
“Dad, where´s mom?”
Those are the 2 most often asked questions in my house. I could be sitting on the roof and I´d still hear them call me. If it´s not the girls who´re looking for me it´s my husband.
“Hey, I know you´re home! Your car´s in the driveway!”
The funny thing is, though, when I´m within eye-sight no one gives a hoot that I´m there. They only come looking for me when they don´t see or hear me.
But the big question is: Where am I when my family is on mommy/wifey hunt?
The truth? I´m hiding most of the time. Well, not necessarily hiding. I´m just in another room, reading or I´m actually being productive.
Don´t get me wrong… I love my little family to bits. It´s just when I want to shove in a chapter or two… they´re unforgiving.
Mothers face a harsh reality when it comes to reading. The easiest way to enjoy a book would be to read when there´s time. But what if you started reading a book and it turns out to be a proper page turner?
I´m one of those readers who can squeeze in a few pages / chapters no matter what time of day. I can read a page while stirring pasta. I can read a few pages while collecting dirty laundry my family so lovingly dumps all over the house. After 10 years I´ve become a master at reading while doing some housework. But still…
It´s hard to shove in some reading time when everyone´s at home. It´s even harder when the book I´m reading is so freaking awesome I can´t bare to put it down. Bedtime for the girls always feels like it´s light years away.
So, I semi hide from my family.
As a mom I´ve learned you have to fight for what you want, or be real sneaky about everything. Cookies, chocolate… I even have to hide the TV remote control. I love my little family but cut me some slack- I´m also a person with needs.
My favorite spot to read is, of course, on my comfy 3 seater but that´s usually occupied by 3 sloths named Eve, Lillian and Stefan. When do I read on my sofa? I hardly ever do. And if I do it´s way after my own bedtime because I still have the husbutt who likes to ask many MANY questions when I´m reading.
When my closest friends ask where I read I usually tell them “between the washer and dryer in the basement”. No one really knows how much truth there is to my words. No one but me and the sloths occupying the house. You see, the laundry room in the basement is officially the home of all the spiders in the world- according to my girls. They´ve seen 20 legged beasts wearing Elvis jumpsuits down there. That´s reason enough not to go down to the basement. Personally, if I would see bling bling spiders in my hiding spots I´d burn the house down.
One would think the bathroom is a place everyone would avoid but nope. That´s where everyone heads first when they come looking for me. The bathroom is out of the question for quick chapter reads ( at least in my house). What about locking the bathroom door? People, I´ve tried that. A door will not stop the horde from asking questions. Because the door is not sound proof.
“What are you doing in there? Are you reading? How many pages does your book have left? Is the book good? I have to ask you a quick question. Honey, your left backlight isn´t working.”The bathroom is the new livingroom.
The Kitchen. To be honest- The kitchen is a room 2 out of 4 family members avoid. The only 2 who are constantly in the kitchen: me and my youngest. The other two think they have to help so they stay out. This is my shining hour because when I position myself in the perfect angle then no one can see me. So, technically, I´m not hiding. My family is just too lazy to walk into the kitchen and look around. They call. I don´t answer. VOILA! Over the years the kitchen has become my new favorite reading spot!
My bedroom is holy. Like- holier than holy. It´s where I keep my sacred books. It´s the cleanest room and the only place where everything matches ( wallpaper, drapes, furniture, pillows ). Even my books compliment the interior. But I have glass doors. They can see me no matter where I am in the bedroom.
The only other place where I would be able to find some peace and quiet for a few minutes would be my car. Do I want to hide out in my car in the middle of winter? No book in this world would ever force me to sit in my car and read. I have my limits, too.
Granted- I don´t always hide nor do I always read. At least not 24/7. But when I do find a book worthy enough then I do take semi drastic steps. I often feel like I´m in the minority: A reading mom who struggles to take in a few chapters. But I also think the dark numbers of people reading like myself are high ( that´s what I tell myself so I can sleep better at night).
It´s also hard to hide at social gatherings, e.g. at birthday parties, holiday dinners with the family and at after -work parties. I´ve tried pulling out my phone and give the occasional nod or eye contact as if I were listening to any conversation just to read a few pages from a book…
…. but I got caught. After that, things didn´t go down so well for me. I am officially not allowed to read at parties anymore.
Do I belong in the minority? Am I hiding for nothing? The truth? It doesn´t matter.
As long as readers can make time for themselves, despite whatever circumstances… then all´s good.
So, what did we all learn today? The architect who designed my house didn´t include enough hiding corners. This house isn´t reader friendly. We also learned that my family loves me so much they can´t stand to let me read for 10 minutes.
What I´d like to know: Do you need to escape every now and then to read? Do you squeeze in pages / chapters during the day or do you wait until you find lots of time? Tell me your secret!
That´s it for today, my dear bookish Padawans. ❤ I hope you enjoy your day. Don´t forget to share the book love! ❤