Happy July! What a week it has been (and will continue to be)! I have put in more hours at work than I have in a long time. I am counting down until the end of my shift on Friday for some time off--at least for the weekend.
Even despite having to be at the office both Saturday and Sunday this past weekend, I managed to fit in some quality family time, whether playing princesses, splashing in the pool, or feeding the ducks. This all before I had to leave for my ten hour shift at the office each day. My husband kept Mouse very busy while I was at work. I am sure they appreciated having the time just the two of them.
Mouse began swimming lessons this week, which she's already declared as her favorite activity ever. I don't think she remembers the parent/child lessons we used to take at the YMCA when she was younger. Water safety is high on my priority list, given the number of child drownings I come across in my line of work, especially this time of year.
This coming weekend is a big one for many in the United States as Americans celebrate Independence Day. Those of you who celebrate, do you have any special plans? Even though I have to work, I will be getting off at a decent hour to see the fireworks, at least.
My life has been so busy lately, I am afraid my reading has suffered. I have not been able to read as much as I would like. I am nearly done with The Curiosity by Stephen P. Kiernan, which I shared with you last week. As soon as I finish it, I plan to dive into The Last Policeman by Ben H. Winters.
What are you reading at the moment? Is it something you would recommend?
Every Tuesday Diane from Bibliophile By the Sea hosts
First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros, where
participants share the first paragraph (or a few) of a
book they are reading or thinking about reading soon.
As an asteroid threatens the existence of all life on earth, Detective Hank Palace is still on the job, investigating crime. I have heard wonderful things about this trilogy, and I am anxious to dive in. Here are the first couple of paragraphs:Would you continue reading?
I'm staring at the insurance man and he's staring at me, two cold gray eyes behind old-fashioned tortoiseshell frames, and I'm having this awful and inspiring feeling, like holy moly this is real, and I don't know if I'm ready, I really don't.
I narrow my eyes and I steady myself and I take him in again, shift on my haunches to get a closer look. The eyes and the glasses, the weak chin and the receding hairline, the thin black belt tied and tightened beneath the chin.
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