And I'm sure he infused the entire book with the things he likes; I am sure that he drinks PG Tips, smokes a pipe and eats Saltimbocca. I liked it, but I'm sure it's like Saltimbocca -- something that not it not to everyone's taste.
Actually, I ended up with an extra copy (I think) and I am having a hard time thinking of who to give it to. It's not like "Poet of Tolstoy Park" or "The Heart of Christianity"; it's not a book that will change my life. But I'll hang onto a copy nonetheless.
In other news: inspired by "Putting Away Childish Things," I have (yet again) started to journal my dreams. Maybe there will be a pattern. So far, it's a bunch of anxiety about foundational stuff and sharing my "house."
I've also decided that this new year I will:
- Not Diet but stay on WW as much as possible. I view "diet" with "depravation."
- Move More -- using my new stationary bike, I am hoping.
- Learn to play my cello and Theremin.
- Continue to clean house. Getting rid of my excess is easy compared with helping the rest of the family get rid of theirs. Example: in my bedroom, Bill has an entire laundry basket full of tee shirts that won't fit into the chest of drawers. This tells me that there are too many tee shirts.
- Today: the pantry.