So here’s my dilemma. It’s RIP time and I want to jump right in. But silly me requested some amazing books from the library which I have in my hot little hands, including The Godfather, which I really want to read. Do I start them and race through, and start RIP a little late? Or do I make a note of them and get them after RIP is done? … so difficult to decide…
I finished “Feel The Fear… And Do It Anyway!” (which I did NOT search out, I have to say — it sort of jumped out at me from our shelves and I was desperate for something to read). It was good, and I kinda liked it, but I don’t know if it’s the sort of book you review. Does one review self-help books? I don’t know. Maybe I should just feel the unsureness… and do it anyway? (couldn’t resist that one)
However, in other news, we have a ghost! Apparently. So, in a desperate attempt to get Terri some sleep, we got blackout curtains (Tupplur — they are FANTASTIC). So our bedroom has been DARK. Like, seriously very very dark. Can’t-see-your-hand-in-front-of-your-face dark. Which is good. At least, it’s that dark until your eyes adjust, and then it’s merely very (very) dark, but you can still see some vague outlines by the windows.
So last night Terri wakes up (obviously they didn’t work all THAT well) and looks over at the windows. She sees “me” (as in me, Daphne) standing by the window with my arm over my head. She wonders what I am doing, and looks at me for a long time, trying to figure out why I’m standing there. Finally, she says, in a very curious voice, “…Sweetie?” This is when I wake up — in bed next to her!! — and say, “Yes? What’s up?” And she jumps about a mile out of bed and says, “I just saw a figure by the window!! I thought it was you!” She was so surprised that I was actually in bed. By that time the figure is gone.
Strangely, neither of us are freaked out by this (except in theory) — we’re both just kind of like, “cool! a ghost!” So we shall see if the ghost comes back. Still, kind of awesome. I wonder what it’s doing here?
(I have to say that if *I* see the ghost, I will probably completely freak out)
And finally, tonight I went to the Berkeley Farmer’s Market, which is a thing of beauty this time of year. Amazing tomatoes and peaches everywhere… fresh honey, cheese, figs, etc. I got a basket of perfume-y black mission figs and ate half the container on the way home. Yum. Seriously. I wish I’d had my camera, the produce was incredible. I also got some vegetarian Mexican food for dinner (we are experiencing extreme blankness on dinner ideas — it’s late summer, pre-fall, and I’m out of inspiration). Which is okay, but not as amazing as I’d hoped. Still, it’s better than quinoa or garbanzo beans AGAIN.