Sunday, January 27, 2008

Brown Paper Packages

I thought I'd take a 'leetle' break from Signor Jordan, and so, when I finished book 5 last week, I refused to so much as glance at the rest of the books. While the story is still quite capturing, I needed something different. I read 2 or 3 books, but what I just adored was Austen's "The Watsons". It's pretty short, something you could finish within the hour. Now, I know most people have an either love or hate relationship concerning Mademoiselle Jane Austen, and I must confess I have loved her books ever since the fourth grade. So, from a very biased point of view, I'd have to say I loved the Watsons. She died before she could finish the book, but that didn't really ruin the book for me. I was happy because I had never known the book even existed and was just grateful for the 70 odd pages. The dialogue, as always, was refreshing to hear. The depiction of characters very life-like, and I believe that Jane had an inner cynic. Most people do, I think, but hers must have enjoyed that outlet in writing. I've strayed from the classics for so long, and I think it's time for me to pay them a visit.
My holiday has had its ups and downs so far, but I'll just talk about the wonderful ups. I talked about the scarf I'm knitting for my bro, and I took some pictures. I keep having to undo rows cause I get confused whether it's the purl 2 or knit 2 row, but other than that, I think it's coming along okay (with some minor mistakes that hopefully he won't notice). My bag, on the other hand, has been abondened at the moment. I guess I've been spoilt by the knititng needles I'm currently using (size 10) - any size smaller than 6 needs a whole lotta patience. The infamous bag has two size 3 needles poking out of it. I'm quite determined tho - one day, I'll just sit and knit till I finish it.
Hesitance. Now that's something I'm familiar with. Sometimes I wish I could make up my mind and stick to my decisions (without being stubborn, of course). I really do hate when I 'un-decide' something that's already been talked about. I do realize that sometimes, being hesitant, is a good thing. But there are times when it just means weakness. That's what I hate.
My little brother has started skating lessons. He's only gone twice or thrice so far, but it seems like he's enjoying it. It wud be pretty kewl if he learns the basics, then I'd be able to help him out w/ some moves. Looking forward to that!
My favorite Things - anyone remembers that song from 'The Sound of Music'? I wonder if it really works...