Fa-La-La Phooey! In lieu of her non-traditional childhood, my mother tortured us every Christmas in the most inhumane way possible: She made us go caroling. A week before the grand event, the oven would be turned on and run for three straight days. We made cookies until we couldn’t stand the sight of them: Sugar […]
Tuesday Teaser is hosted by MizB at Should Be Reading. It asks us to: (1) Grab our current reads. (2) Let the book fall open to a random page. (3) Share two (or three) teaser sentences from that page somewhere between lines 7 and 12 (avoiding spoilers). Also put down the name and author of […]
Cemetery Gates by Maryann PaigePages: 307Publisher: http://www.clublighthousepublishing.com/ (blurb from amazon.com) From the depths of hell, he comes to claim what has been promised to him and to complete the task of destroying mankind. But, someone stands in his way. One who has sought redemption since the times of the Black Plague. One who has never […]
The Ghost, the Eggheads, and Babe Ruth’s Piano by Larry SweitzerPages: 180Publisher: iUniverse It’s the summer of 2004 and Freddie Holtzman can’t wait to get to Camp Mason, a summer camp for eggheads or rather, gifted teens. He hopes to reconnect with Ginny Haig, a girl he met at camp last year. Freddie’s old friends, […]
Christmas traditons All celebrations in my family centred around food. One of the staples of the dinner was baked sweet potatoes. And invariably my mom would burn the thin ones. Another staple was the Christmas Pudding which would be topped with whipped cream. There is quite a tradition of overdoing the whipped cream and even […]
Welcome to this weeks It’s Monday! What are you reading? a meme started by J. Kaye’s Book Blog. She has a Mr. Linky set up so that you can view all sorts of bloggers and what they are reading. Its a great way to also learn about some books you might not have heard of as […]
A Special Christmas Moment I think one of the special Christmas moments I looked back fondly on was the one where my parents had a open house every Christmas Eve. Friends and relatives (children included) visited, laughed, talked and ate. My mother cooked for days and put out quite a feast for the guests. She […]
