Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Pioneer Woman: Black Heels to Tractor Wheels, by Ree Drummond

The Pioneer Woman: Black Heels to Tractor Wheels--A Love StoryThe origin of Black Heels to Tractor Wheels is that food and home blogger Ree Drummond started posting the story of how she met and married her husband on her blog The Pioneer Woman in installments. After receiving  many positive comments, she decided to turn the entire story into a book, with some additional details not included in her series of posts. I mostly decided I wanted to read this book because I completely adore the blog that Ree Drummond writes (my cooking ability tends to be hap-hazard, but I am a cooking show and blog fanatic). I was not disappointed in the least. 

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Please Stop Laughing at Us, by Jodee Blanco

Please Stop Laughing at Us.: One Survivor's Extraordinary Quest to Prevent School BullyingPlease Stop Laughing at Us is the sequel to Jodee Blanco's book Please Stop Laughing at Me, a memoir of her experiences with being bullied when she had been in school. This book deals with the reactions of her former classmates when they read the book, and her decision to go on a speaking tour to talk about bullying at various schools. It is also about her relationship with a former classmate, whom she begins to date and eventually marries.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Un-Valentine: Dumping the Kender, or I Get Sick of the Run Around

Cross posted from A Wicked Convergence of Circumstances

The situation as it stood, couldn’t last very long. I had managed to get very attached to the Kender, but half the time I think he had just become a habit. (A very bad one.) The formula that was the disaster this relationship was would run something like this; the Kender and I would fight. Usually about everything we disagreed with, which was everything. I was a baby liberal, he was a baby conservative, he was irresponsible and I was irritated with his lack of responsibility, we fought about everything. The fighting would come to a head when he’d suddenly say that “maybe we should see other people,” and then I would be horribly upset and then we’d eventually make up. After making up, everything would be fine, until the next time we started fighting.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Un-Valentine: How Dating Ruined my Gaming Life

Cross posted from A Wicked Convergence of Circumstances.

I met the Kender at a roleplaying game. He was one of those boys who assume that eye contact means you like them, I unfortunately made eye contact, and he decided to persistently ask me out. I eventually caved under pressure and went out on dates with him. We eventually became a couple. Our dates were generally dinner and a movie--and I am generally a hard sell on movies because I have trouble figuring out what’s going on and the character names. (The only reason I can do the occasional movie review is because of Wikipedia--it’s the only way I’ll learn a movie character’s name, okay?) Some of the dates were actually fun, some of them were deathly dull, and some of them were in between.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Un-Valentine: “No, You Are NOT a Short Hyperactive Kleptomaniac!”

Cross-posted from A Wicked Convergence of Circumstances

Note:This story is more or less true, though events have been conflated and condensed due to my having a very bad memory for exact dates and times. Also, I am very sarcastic about what happened. Those involved, particularly my parents and other relatives will claim that I made this up. Sadly, they are mistaken.

I have to say that this one was definitely my fault. I didn’t want to date him in the first place, but I had allowed myself to be worn down by a combination of persistence and a mother slightly freaked out by my intense lack of interest in dating. (I’d only been on one other date at the time, the experience was less than satisfactory.) As a result of my weakness I soon found myself with a problem on my hands, one I had no idea of how to deal with.

The second person I had ever dated in my life was an irresponsible idiot.