Ladies & Gents –
I crossed over the border into New Jersey on Wednesday afternoon with a big smile on my face and warm and fuzzy feelings about being home and by Friday…landed in the ER. Sigh.
I'm OK right now. My doctor thought something imploded in me, and while that is not the case, I may still need surgery to get me back to my normal self. So this'll be a short email because, while I am very uncomfortable right now, I cannot forget about you, dear readers (and keeping busy keeps me from looking at things on the internet about how I am going to die because of this, which is highly unlikely).
What I'm Reading
I'm just about done listening to the audiobook of A Perfect Union: Dolley Madison and the Creation of the American Nation by Catherine Allgor. My friend Katie Sweeney has asked about times when a book intersects your life in a strange way, and I drove past the Dolly Madison Bakery HQ soon after I started listening to this book (yes her name and the bakery are spelled differently). This is my perfect audiobook: a deep sink into a historical figure/period of time, and a book that I probably would not pick up and read. I learned a lot about the American Revolution and right after the Revolution and the growing pains of the country (if you like Hamilton, it's a different perspective on part of Act II). My library check out ended with 45 minutes to go in the book, so I put another hold on it and am waiting for it to come back onto my Overdrive app to finish it. Highly recommend this one.
I also finished reading The Forgotten Garden by Kate Morton – another excellent one but the last 100 or so pages were ehhhh. The book was so unexpected almost all the way through and then hit predictable boulevard at the end. I don't know how I would have wrapped things up, but that lead me to giving it a four star instead of a five star review.
And now I am onto The Lincoln Lawyer but Michael Connelly. I tried to read this after they gave me morphine in the ER. I do not recommend that.
What I'm Watching
Mom and I started the new Queer Eye and I have cried *every single time* – and this appears to be a common reaction. It gets way deeper than I expected, in a good way.