what to reeeeaaaad...

I don't know what to read next. I read a couple romances, and just read a mystery. I've been in the mood to read the Canada Reads winner, The Book of Negroes, but I ordered it online and it hasn't arrived yet. (Hey, even the indigo.ca discounts are sometimes higher than my store discount! If you haven't heard of Canada Reads, see the end of the post.)

Hmm. I could keep on the mystery theme, and read the Murdoch mystery I bought awhile back.

Or go with the literary mood, and start something I have on hand, such as Pamuk's My Name is Red. I also ordered The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, which has very high ratings, and takes place in a country I've never read about--the Dominican Republic.

Oh la oh la. I both love and hate that in-between moment of having to choose the next book!

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Canada Reads celebrates five Canadian books for three months online, on the air and at public events. It all leads up to a week-long show hosted by Jian Ghomeshi. In this annual title fight, five celebrity panelists defend their favourite work of Canadian fiction. One by one, books are voted off the list, until one panelist triumphs with the book for Canada to read this year.

The History of me: In Cats & Blankets

Everyone knows the great Cat Love of my life was Ernie. My dad is getting all our old slides transferred to digital, and I've given him strict instructions to forward ALL ERNIE PICTURES.

He hasn't found them yet, but here's one of the tabbies who passed our way. (Lost cats I think?) First Mork, and later Rocky. Brother Pablo guesses this is the latter. KITTIES! I don't remember which one loved spaghetti.

I don't remember the book pictured here, but after googling, I think that fairy tale is "Pinkel the Thief." I do remember the jungle animal bed sheet, the Holly Hobby sheets, the flowered blanket, and the green blanket.

Greenie the Blanket: My mother took me to the store to pick out a blanket I was supposed to bring to day care or something, and this is the one I chose. I called it Greenie. Ernie loved to suck/knead Greenie, so I kept it until it was falling apart, and had a gigantic hole in the middle of it. Me, Ernie and Greenie: We were a trio. I'm pretty sure I kept it, since Ernie was put down. ...Must find out.

So as Pablo said when he saw the pic: Oo a photo of Young Greenie!