A blog of book reviews, by 'Til

'Til I write my own novel, I'll read the work of others and write my thoughts here. . . for research.

Friday, April 24, 2009

easter project


homemade by matilda
(tip: the idea is on the back of the marshmallow packaging)

large strawberry marshmallows
semi sweet chocolate squares
spring colored sprinkles
a sheet of wax paper

1) follow the microwave instructions to melt the chocolate

2) dip the marshmallows in the chocolate; i chose to dip only the tops, but you could submerge the whole marshmallow as desired.

3) lay them on a sheet of wax paper to contain the mess

4) sprinkle the chocolated marshmallows with your sprinkles

5) let dry about 2 hours

the twins LOVED them. they couldn't wait to open their little easter egg bags. and before you know it they were covered in chocolate. see i knew there was a reason i chose minimal chocolate.

easter 2009


since our family is LARGE and all of our houses are SMALL we always opt for a public area for our egg hunt. so for several years now, a neighborhood elementry school has been the location of choice. its close by, never in use on easter sunday, has all of our required aminities and is super cute for picture taking. however, the weather did not want to cooperate with us this easter. it was a little muddy out, so we had to settle for the playground area to hunt eggs instead of the park area. since its covered in rubber shreds no little feet ever have to touch mud. it worked out GREAT! except some of the little kids were easily distracted they could not focus on the task at hand . . . hunt the eggs! they saw those slides and swings and there you go.

if you look in the background. . . you can see david doing some sort of victory dance. i'm not sure for what??? they eggs were PRETTY easy to find.

MORE. . . birthday stuff


ha! you thought i was done talking about my birthday. no such luck charlie! i had to post this picture of david and i with our cakes. both our spouses baked a cake (well, vanessa baked 2) so we each had our own cake for our family party.

anyone who knows me or knows my little brother knows that the shared birthday has always been an issue for us. but 2 cakes seems to resolves this. we've done it every year with the exception of my 7th or 8th birthday. that year my mother ordered a large sheet cake and had one side decorated blue and other side decorated pink. its not the same. two cakes are required.

my story goes like this*: my family and i were celebrating my 5th birthday at showtime pizza, now known as chuck e. cheese. we were having a great time and then. . . all of a sudden. . . my mother goes into labor and decides that it cannot wait until i'm done playing ski ball. so after a lengthy tantrum my father stayed with us kids at showtime pizza while my mom headed off to the hospital alone. we were to follow shortly, but by the time we got there david had already been born. and so david is forced to share a birthday with me for all time.

*story may differ depending on who you ask.

Monday, April 13, 2009



Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult


When I first picked up Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult I was hesitant to read the book. I was afraid that it would be a knock off of the true Columbine story; that the situations, characters, and setting would be so similar that it’d be fake. However, once I was invested in Nineteen Minutes I realized that it was not only not a knock off but that it was a way to truly get closer to the true story of Columbine. Like the rest of the world, Columbine to me was a distant tragedy that happened to someone else somewhere else. Jodi Picoult humanized the killer and the victims in such a vivid way that I will never forget.


Nineteen Minutes is the fictional story of Peter Houghton. Peter is bullied his whole school career and finally gets so fed up he walks into school one day and opens fire at his peers. In a high school with over 1000 kids, most of which have all gone to school together since kindergarten, Peter’s reputation as a looser stayed with him over the years. On top of the bulling he has un-returned love, a death in his family and he loose his one and only friend to popularity. My heart hurt for Peter. He was the victim to me until the story would turn to the parents of the dead. Then, just like that my loyalties would change and my heart for hurt for the grieving families. Jodi did her best to victimize all the characters involved however, I never got those aching feelings for the kids that survived the shooting. They seemed to learn nothing from the shooting and were still the arrogant pricks as before.


Jodi Picoult also touches of several other high school no-nos besides the invisible social latter. Her characters include a controlling boyfriend with tendencies to abuse his girlfriend. There is a bulimic girl. There is a situation in which a teachers overlooks bad grades for jocks, cheerleaders or others from the popular crowd. Most importantly, Jodi Picoult discusses the lack of adult help that Peter Houghton received. His complaints of bulling were often disregarded. Other times the bully would come back harder for revenge if Peter told on him. Or if he fought back instead he would find himself in trouble too. There just is not a good way to address a bully situation.

One of my favorite things about high school is that it only last four years. Then it’s done! And you never ever Never ever ever have to go back. You have to see the big picture. High school is only a tiny teeny portion of the world that makes little to no difference at all. Go there make some good grades, get to college, move on. A school shooting is such a waste and such a preventable thing. This should never happen. But the truth is that Columbine was not the first school shooting and sadly it very well may not be the last. My son goes thought a metal detector every morning at his school. Not because it’s a bad school or in a bad neighborhood. It’s a great school is a snotty north Dallas neighborhood. The metal detectors are there to protect the kids from each other, but more importantly, to protect those kids from themselves! How devastating would be to allow one of those little monsters hurt another kids and then have them pay the price for the rest of their lives. It wouldn’t be quite fair. They haven’t fully learned of the great big world out side of cafeteria gossip and trips to the mall.

Overall, I love Jodi Picoult and look forward to reading her again.

my birthday poem. . . **thanks ladies**


first there was dinner
that was a winner

then all the girls headed over to S - Seven
including maria, but not kevin

we watched a tranny show
danced some, but we wanted mo'

somewhere on greenville, we parked for free
how'd that happen? it wasn't me!

then over to the IHOP
there i threw up in front of a cop

FINALLY the night finished
i woke up and i felt diminished!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

alec

i am so proud of this picture. (ignore the blurry and in the middle) i will have to get an 8x10 copy for alek's grandma, my aunt lydia.

baseball sunday


the past sunny sunday patrick and i packed up the car with as many kids would fit and drove out to the lake. unfortunatly, we never actually enjoyed the lake but we were in the vicinity so it counted as a lake visit. we found an free baseball field and played ball instead. it was so windy and tobe couldn't see to keep his eyes OPEN.

zoo day!








along with thousands of other families in the DFW area we decided to take a day trip to the zoo over spring break week. rod and i took a day off work and made it an "enjoy dallas day". we took the DART to the Dallas Zoo.

*i was a good time*