A Mellow Lili Is A Happy Lili
Note: In this blog, all names except mine are changed to protect guilty and innocent alike. Just so you know.
Saturday was busy–attending Boy Scout’s Masonic hoo-haw with the Selkie and the Froop. (I was there in support capacity for the Selkie.) Then came heading over to the bookstore for work, which was my dismal failure of the day. I managed to get almost nothing done, being utterly robbed of ambition after my eight o’clock wakeup, hitting the track, and keeping a straight face during pomp and circumstance. I am so irreverent, it’s a miracle when I can keep the smile and wisecrack back for more than ten minutes.
Sunday I spent trying to rag Those Who Live With Me into housework, with limited success. So I knocked off about two PM and went to get books and wine. Hey, it was a weekend, right?
Note to the winedrinkers among ye: Chateau Lorane‘s 2002 Marechal Foch kicks major bootay. It was smooth but not overly sweet (I hate gagging-sweet reds) with a lovely full body and pleasant finish; it was good right after opening and only got better and more complex as it breathed. I’m thinking further about the Luna Vineyards 2003 Sangiovese I picked up; it had a charcoal breath when I opened the bottle and a port-like bouquet after a bit of breathing. I’ll need another interaction with this wine before I decide how I feel about it. But the Marechal Foch was spectacular.
So as you can guess, I was pretty mellow all evening. I scored some Lemony Snicket books for the Princess (she was utterly grateful, now needing only the last three in the series) and an anatomy book for artists for the Froop (also grateful, BTW. Good kid.) For me there was a Nabokov, of course–Look at the Harlequins!–and for the Dear Husband Muffin there was Bob Woodward’s State of Denial. Which I promptly stole from him as he was making homemade pretzels (love that man) and am now 250 pages or so into.
It’s a good thing I was mellow, for there is much in this book to cause spleen to vent. And that’s all I’m going to say.
Oh, there’s an interview with me over at AustGate. I talk about the post-Buffy fantasy world, tropes and archetypes, and assorted other fun stuff. Enjoy!
Happy Monday to you all. I’m going to go back to Woodward and suck on a bit of coffee. It is, after all, a Monday.
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