I’ve been thinking about refrigerator magnets lately. (Don’t ask why, because I have no idea.)
Still, one can tell a great deal about a person, I think, by studying the various items affixed to their refrigerator door. The most obvious example: children’s art, schedules for soccer games, ballet lessons, etc., and school photos. Here we have proud parents or, of course, grandparents.
My own attachments reveal me to be a motivated type, I expect–and a slightly irreverent one at that.
Some of my favorites:
(From the Cowboy Poetry set): “If my nose was full of nickels, I’d blow it all on you.”
“Your proctologist called. They found your head.”
“There is no use in trying,” said Alice, “one can’t believe impossible things.” “I dare say you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen.. “When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” Lewis Carroll
“There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning.” Louis L’Amour
“All I ask is that you treat me no differently than you would the Queen.” (Fat chance that’s going to happen around here, but I can dream.)
“Let us go forward together.” Winston Churchill
“Never, never, never give up.” Winston Churchill again.
“What if we just pretended everything was easy?” Mary Ann Radmacher. (A fine idea, I think. If only I could manage to do it.)
“Old enough to know better…too young to give a rat’s ass.” (By that artist who does the funny cocktail napkins.)
And finally, “Avoid making irrevocable decisions when tired or hungry.” Robert Heinlein. (Amen, Mr. Heinlein! Low blood sugar and exhaustion are not condusive to clear thinking, not in my experience anyway.)
Now for the assorted ramblings: Weight Watchers went well enough–I was up half a pound, but that isn’t surprising since I always retain water when I fly. I’m following the program and expect to do better next week.
What I’m listening to: LADY OF ASHES, by Christine Trent. Christine was among the other authors signing books at Turn the Page–this is the first of a mystery series set in 19th century London, just as the American Civil War is beginning. The heroine is, interestingly enough, a mortician. It’s a good story, well-written and well-researched, including appearances by Prince Albert and Queen Victoria, among other notables. I’ll be following up with STOLEN REMAINS, the second installment.
I’ve just finished WHISTLING PAST THE GRAVEYARD, by Susan Crandall. This is an excellent book, but not for the faint of heart. I had to skip one part when an animal was injured, and the story demonstrates the cruelty and short-sightedness of racial prejudice.
As promised, I tracked down the name of our one male author at last weekend’s signing–Matthew Mainster. I’m sorry I didn’t get an opportunity to meet Matthew, but I certainly saw a number of his books in the hands of Turn the Page customers on their way to the cash register.
That about covers the waterfront for today–and yesterday. I’ll close with a favorite quote from the Course in Miracles. “Resign now as your own teacher.” (Page 272 of the text.) Guess that’s God’s gentle way of saying that when ever I try, I do a lousy job.