December's Reads

  • : The Bookseller of Kabul

    The Bookseller of Kabul
    by Asne Seierstad. I've started reading this several times, but now I finally got the audiobook. We'll see if that helps me finish.

  • : Sleep Tight, Little Bear (with DVD)

    Sleep Tight, Little Bear (with DVD)
    by Martin Waddell. Oh my sweet goodness. If you can get the book with the DVD, then you'll be treated to Waddell reading the story in his beautiful Irish accent. THIS is the book (and DVD) to get for wee children this season.

Tiny Reads From Bloggyland


Big Reads

  • : Eclipse

    Eclipse
    by Stephenie Meyer. Certainly my favorite of the series so far. That's not to say I'm absolutely loving the series, only that I'm continuing to read them.

  • : New Moon

    New Moon
    by Stephenie Meyer. Working my way through the books. I liked this one better than the first one, although a trend is developing that the plot doesn't work for me once the crisis is over.

  • : Twilight

    Twilight
    by Stephenie Meyer. You know what? It wasn't half bad. I'm going to finish the series and then write a full review.

  • : Brooklyn: A Novel

    Brooklyn: A Novel
    by Colm Toibin. Even though it was slow, I was totally captured by the plot. The story is about an Irish girl's new life in America. I found it engaging, but then the ending was flat for me. (Odd since that's what seems to redeem it for most people.) (****)

  • : The Year of Magical Thinking

    The Year of Magical Thinking
    by Joan Didion. (audiobook version) After my summer of grief (which seems to be following me into my autumn), this was the book I needed to read. Cathartic. If you have ever experienced the loss of a loved one, you need to read this book. Absolutely. (*****)

  • : Reading in the Dark: A Novel

    Reading in the Dark: A Novel
    by Seamus Deane. Read it again with my Irish lit class. Haunting, mythic, and reads like a memoir. Happy to say my students enjoyed it as much as I did. (*****)

  • : A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

    A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
    by Betty Smith. A wonderful coming-of-age story. I read it on the airplane and cried. Beautiful blends the identities of being Irish, being American, and growing up poor. (*****)

  • : Where the Heart Is

    Where the Heart Is
    by Billie Letts. I was very skeptical about this book, and it ended up being such a delight. Really loved it. (****)

Banner Heaven

  • (17) Spring 08
    Where old banners retire in peace.

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Yes, this happens to me all the time. My given name is "Alice" but all my life people have wanted to call me "Alison." Somehow, it's from this experience that my nickname "Ally" evolved. And my husband has the same sort of three name thing going on in his life too. Weird, huh?

No one ever remembers my name, but it isn't as common as yours. People usually call me a variation of my name. My favorite was Bryan's approach. The next time he saw me after we had been introduced he pointed at me and said, " It's a D word, right ?" Lots of love to you cuz.
Donnelle

I think it's the similar first letter sounds. When I was in college my friend Jessica and I had several classes together. Although we look nothing alike whatsoever--she's 8 inches taller than I am, different hair, different eyes, different everything--professors often got our names mixed up. Jessica and Jennifer. Just too hard for people, I guess.

I think that's hilarious! I wish I knew someone else named Stephanie so I could ask them if they are called Stacie as well. It seems like there are a host of people who aren't good at remembering names but for them all to call you the same thing seems pretty crazy.

Margaret is a pretty hard name to forget since I mostly share it with women in rest homes! I love the name Stephanie and wish I had named one of my daughters that. The older one looks like a Stephanie.

Rebecca. I've been called Rebecca many, many times in my life with a tone of absolute certainty that it is in fact my real name. It doesn't help either that my parents act as though they can't remember my name and call me all sorts of nicknames. A kind lady that moved into the neighborhood in the past year was thoroughly confused by the fact that my mother seemed to call me different names every day. Finally, she was sure she had it right and confidently called me Gertrude. I felt terrible when I told her that was in fact another nickname.

Amy. People call me Amy whether or not they know I have a sis-in-law Amy. Actually sometimes Micah calls me Amy which is a little wierd.

Anyway, I just have to say Thanks for posting your frosting a cupcake tip on your blog. I microwaved the frosting and it worked like a charm. Less messy and looks fabulous!!!

Sarah (T-Uttle) Miles

I get Amanda all the time. I actually often see it written that way when my name is on some sort of list - at church, work, sports, etc. I usually just respond to it. : )

I've got a good one. My name is, of course, Kelly, and when I got married my last name changed to "Beck". So now everyone I know calls me "Becky". I guess the reasons why are obvious. It happens so much that I, too, have stopped correcting people.

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