The computer whined and roared like a helicopter about to lift off. It was becoming so cantankerous and slow, we ended up having to get a new one. Modern technology is a curse for me. I have been trying to retrieve documents and replace my favorites for so long, my brain hurts. Hubby can have his turn with it now. All these gadgets appeal to him. "Honey," he calls excitedly, "come here and look at all these functions..."
This has been the first day that I have actually been able to relax all month and return to a wonderful book I have been reading. Anybody read Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout, bestselling author of Amy and Isabelle, and Abide With Me?
Back of the book blurb, published by Random House: "Olive Kitteridge provides insight into the human condition -its conflicts, its tragedies and joys, and the endurance it requires."
The main character is a salty, retired teacher in her early seventies. The story is told not just in chapters but in short stories revolving around her interactions with different characters in her town throughout the years. I feel as if I know this woman. Hope you are reading something fun or interesting, too.
I just completed an almost 2,000 word article that I will submit to Parent's Magazine. I am keeping my fingers crossed that they accept it, but if not, I will send it elsewhere. Now, it is time to go sit outdoors in this warm summer breeze and wait for the tornado warnings to sound. We are under another watch.
Hubby and I went to see Bridesmaids and laughed ourselves silly. Younger people won't understand the layered depth, but this movie, like the book I just finished is about the human condition.