Ch-ch-ch-changes

 My shower buddy

I've gotten so busy and preoccupied with my (kinda lame) little blog of Find The Kitty, featuring guess who...Zim, that I completely have slacked off on my fun ranting and raving book blog.  I really should get back to it, as I'm finding myself complaining out loud about books.  Most of the time it's just to people I know, but I don't think they all read as much as I do and probably find me a bit odd.

And, if you're curious, here's Zim's blog: http://findthekitty.blogspot.com/


And I got married last year!  That's right, me married.  Strange how that all works.  But it's good, thankfully.  Although I have to admit that planning a wedding was completely and utterly awful.  Yes, that's right, I actually said (wrote) that.  I really should've just been complaining here about it all.  Instead my college roommate and other best friend from college (my maids of honor) had to listen to me cry every other day or so up until the actual wedding.  I'm just so very glad that one is over.  Turned out to be a fun wedding, I think (ha!  how would I know, I got plastered!).  Fortunately or unfortunately the (free) drinks were made very, very strong and I didn't eat much that day.  Hence, a totally drunk bride.  Ugh, I'm still a little embarrassed about that.  But I heard that everyone had fun and that it was a good wedding.  The pictures make it look nice.  I have an album.  The pictures were all taken before I was drunk though, so there's that.  Seriously though, it sounds all rainbows and butterflies to plan and have a wedding, but in fact, it just was difficult and hard.  You're told, as the bride, that it's your day.  That's a complete and utter lie that other brides tell each other to make themselves all feel better.  It's about everyone else and if they are going to like the venue, the food, the music, the flowers, where they sit, where you sit, etc. Does anyone really notice it all.  I've been to a bunch of weddings, I suppose I only notice if I don't like it.  So, yeah, maybe people do actually notice.  But my point is, it actually isn't your day.  I'm sorry to break it to all the husbands and brides to be, but it's not. Maybe it is if you can afford a wedding planner who does it all for you and you just say, "Yes, that color of napkin," and "No, I don't like onions, so no one can have them." But for the rest of us, it's just crazy!  So, that happened.

Zim is huge.  We keep saying that someone came in the middle of the night and switched out our kitten with a full size cat.  He's 3 and a half and is still a furry ball of craziness.  I was first told he would start calming down around 2, now I've been told it's not until age 5.  He's just an insane creature, but pretty darn cute.

Still reading a ton. I don't think that will ever change. Married or not.  I (re) signed up on Goodreads as some friends have been bugging me about it.  Last time I was on there was 2008.  I know.  But whatever.  I don't think people are clambering to find out what I'm reading or read and whether I liked it or not.  But okay.  Social network and I are not really friends though.  I just don't know what to do with it all.  I'm still not on Facebook, but am thinking about Instagram instead of the Find The Kitty blog.  Might be easier and more fun.

Reading The Century Trilogy by Ken Follett.  Finished the first one, Fall of Giants, last month.  Now I'm halfway through the second one, Winter of the World.  They are historical fiction about the 20th century.  The first one covered World War I and this one is about World War II.  I'm enjoying them, learning a bunch and I like the characters he created.

I'd better work now...even if I don't want to (which I don't).