Shiny Objects

Why yes, I am easily distracted by shiny things and big orange urine jugs.

Why yes, I am easily distracted by shiny things and big orange urine jugs.

The other day I was at yet another doctor’s appointment, and she’s giving me her recommendation and I hear her say, “24-hour urine test.” Ok, sure, I’m guessing you want me to do something like fast for 24 hours and then take a urine test, right? Nope. It is what it sounds like: 24 hours of urine. That I have to collect.

I know, I know, TMI. But this is what has been on my mind this week, distracting me from my usual to-do list. Well, the jug itself isn’t what is actually distracting me, although I had to laugh when I walked home from the doctor’s office with the bright orange jug and urine “hat.” No, not obvious at all.

These aren't obvious at all, right?
Do you think anyone noticed?

What’s been on my mind this week is health again. I can’t seem to get that clean bill of health. It’s been one thing after another. Nothing has turned out to be major, and for that I am grateful. Dealing with test after test and appointment after appointment seems to be sucking up my time and energy. But as a friend of mine put it, I’m taking this time to get a major tune-up and then I will be good to go. So that’s the way I’m looking at it. And I’m learning to make myself a priority. Good thing my theme for this year is self-care.

Wishing you a happy and healthy weekend!

Oooh look at these shiny objects . . .

I’ve been reading . . . Bedlam Stacks by Natasha Pulley, Spy of the First Person by Sam Shepard, and Faithful by Alice Hoffman, all of which I finished. I also started reading Persuasion by Jane Austen. It’s been awhile since I’ve read a classic—or a Jane Austen book.

So, Bedlam Stacks . . . I just couldn’t get into it. It was my book club’s February pick, so I really tried. I followed my 100-pages rule and actually made it to 140 pages but the book took too long to get into whatever the story was. At 140 pages, I was still left with what I knew in the beginning. I didn’t want to read another 200 pages of this book to find out anymore.

Spy of the First Person was so touching. I loved this book, even though I felt so sad reading it. It was Sam Shepard’s last book before he died, and it is somewhat autobiographical. It’s not linear, and it’s not your typical story. There’s no real plot. And that’s just fine. The book, to me, was less about evoking a story and more about evoking a feeling.

Faithful by Alice Hoffman was so, so, so good. I gobbled this book up. Hoffman is one of my favorite writers. It’s the story of two young girls—best friends—and the trajectory of their lives after a tragic accident. As Hoffman usually does, there is an element of the magical in this story. There were some corny bits but I could get over those since the story was so engaging.

I’ve been watching . . . movies. I recently traveled to Dubai, so when you have a 14-hour flight, you tend to watch a lot of movies. I watched Victoria & Abdul, The Hitman’s Bodyguard, Marshall, Battle of the Sexes, and Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri. Actually thought all of them were pretty good—even The Hitman’s Bodyguard. It was kind of ridiculous but it’s not supposed to be a critically acclaimed movie. It did what it needed to do: entertain. Loved the movies Marshall and Victoria & Abdul. The other two movies were okay. Battle of the Sexes did make me want to learn more about Billie Jean King, and the best part about Three Billboards is Francis McDormand.

I’ve been listening to . . . Maggie Rogers, Paramore, Phoebe Bridgers, Andra Day, Amanda Shires, and Shirley Horn. Can you tell I’m in a major music mood?

After watching Marshall, I kept thinking about the Andra Day song from the movie so that got me into listening to her soulful, jazzy voice. “Stand Up for Something” is so relevant right now. Simple yet powerful lyrics because “it all means nothing if you don’t stand up for something.”

I’m a fan of Jason Isbell but even more so of Amanda Shires, one of his band members and also his wife.

And I’m super excited because I’m going to see Phoebe Bridgers in April. She’s a talented new singer-songwriter. Her music is mostly melancholy and her lyrics poetic and gut-wrenching:

I have emotional motion sickness

Somebody roll the windows down

There are no words in the English language

I could scream to drown you out

The above lyrics are from her song “Motion Sickness.” The way the song starts reminds me of “More Than This” by Roxy Music yet her style is so different.

I haven’t given up on the list—just made a little detour. I’ll get back to the list maybe next week.


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