From the time my kids were old enough to do puzzles and play games, Hubby and I have tortured our kids on Easter by forcing them to do a scavenger hunt to find their baskets. It took a time or two for them to get the hang of things, but they absolutely fell in love with the tradition.
I am kind of kicking my own butt over how long it took me to actually pick this series up and read it. I’ll say straight up that my reasons for not doing so look pretty stupid at this point, but they seemed valid at the time.
Getting a visit from the police because they are attempting to do a welfare check on OC broke my heart even more today.
Yesterday, I took BG and a couple of her friends out shopping. BG needed some clothes for the coming warm weather and I thought it would be fun to have her friends come a long, go to lunch and make it a day. It was so awesome and those kids are crazy fun. I love that my daughter has such amazing friends.
My lilac is starting to bud out, so I’m hoping even more that we are done with all the freezing temps. I’m scarce this week as my kids and Hubby are all home for spring break.
Happy Spring Everyone!
Hubby spent the day yesterday getting our front flower beds cleaned up and mulched. It looks so clean and fresh, just waiting for all the flowers to really pop up and be the highlight. I am so impatient and ready for all the color that is waiting just below the ground to burst out into the light.
Yes, I know. It is still technically winter, but… the flowers! They are starting to pop up. We can be done with all the freezing, now, right? We can also keep the gorgeous weather that lets me open my windows and finally get some fresh air into the house.
The Universe, Luck, Coincidence, Random Moments of Inspiration… whatever you want to call it, it looks like I’m going to have to rewrite at least a small section of my about page. Continue reading “The Universe Made A Liar Out Of Me”
I am just starting to see the tops of these beginning to poke through. It won’t be long now before those and more are up and adding color to the drab landscape. I am in desperate need for some color to help yank me out of the funk I’ve been in the last several weeks. I am finally ready to see the end of winter even though it feels wrong to not have gotten much of any kind of snow this season. One of the reasons I love the area we live in is because we get to fully experience all of the seasons, but it has felt like all we got out of winter this year was cold, weird and dreary. I am done with that. Bring me some warmth and some color please.
Blurb: Human laws do not apply in the territory controlled by the Others–vampires, shape-shifters, and even deadlier paranormal beings. And this is a fact that humans should never, ever forget….
After her divorce, Vicki DeVine took over a rustic resort near Lake Silence, in a human town that is not human controlled. Towns such as Vicki’s don’t have any distance from the Others, the dominant predators who rule most of the land and all of the water throughout the world. And when a place has no boundaries, you never really know what is out there watching you.
Vicki was hoping to find a new career and a new life. But when her lodger, Aggie Crowe–one of the shape-shifting Others–discovers a murdered man, Vicki finds trouble instead. The detectives want to pin the death on her, despite the evidence that nothing human could have killed the victim. As Vicki and her friends search for answers, ancient forces are roused by the disturbance in their domain. They have rules that must not be broken–and all the destructive powers of nature at their command.
The last several days I’ve spent re-reading The Others series in preparation for the new release. I’ve been sitting on pins and needles since the newest book was announced. As usual, I dropped this in my wish list as soon as it was available to do so and have been anxiously awaiting the release date.
Note to self: Just because a book is from one of your favorite authors and appears to be in their current series and you have loved every single book ever written by said author does not mean that you shouldn’t still read the blurb. Silly me didn’t actually notice that this was a “World of…” book and not actually the next installment. Oh, I noticed pretty much on the first page and figured it out, but I had to try really hard not to be disappointed. I should have really known since the cover art for this one was so different from all the other books in The Others series, but I just thought it was decided to go a different direction. Again, silly me for making assumptions.
I did struggle not to be a little disappointed because the problem was mine, but I had spent months looking forward to another Meg, Simon, Sam, Vlad and all the rest of the courtyard’s residents book. This book didn’t have them at all, even as side characters. There are teeny tiny bits where a name is mentioned in passing, but you never see any of those characters in this book. It is a whole new location, new characters and even a few new types of Others that we haven’t seen before.
The other thing that I think was hard for me is that because I love all of those original characters so much, it is exceptionally hard to measure up to them and I just don’t think that anything can ever compare. I enjoyed getting to meet these new characters and learn about a new place. I love this world and will take anything I can get from it, but the original series will probably always be my favorite. This one is still stunningly amazing, but sits just below the level of amazing that the original series holds.
I hope like crazy that this doesn’t mean that Ms. Bishop is done with that original one because I am so not ready to say goodbye to all of those characters. Then again, that is kind of classic for just about anything that Anne Bishop has ever written and why I can continue to read those books over and over again and never begin to get sick of them.
Yet another view that I have lost to progress and construction. It makes me sad and want to move, but there are so many other things that we like about where we live that we put up with it. I do wonder, and often at that, if that tolerance is worth all those other things.