I've had it and it's only Thursday!

Thursday. Craziness.

Yes they are. And I can't wait to get home, have a big mug of chai latte, hug my dogs, and call it a day.

Nothing on TV. So after dinner I'll meditate, read, and so forth.

Have a good day

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster

It's only Wednesday?

And so it is.

Steve has the gun range tonight because it's a hot 80 degree day.

Tonight I have The Masked Singer to watch on TV.

Maybe some beading. Maybe some reading. Definitely meditating. Definitely sleeping.

Have a good day

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Hanging in there

Tuesday.

Tonight we have The Curse of Oak Island on TV.

It's the end of drilling season on Oak Island and after a year that saw the fellowship make a number of groundbreaking discoveries in their quest to solve a 225-year-old treasure mystery, the team is determined not to leave the island without making at...

So I'll do some beading on the crochet bracelet while we watch. Then I'll meditate, read, and go to bed.

My reading goal is to actually finish this MEDICUS book. I think I've started it at least a couple times.

Have a good day

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Ready to take on the world ... or Monday

Currently reading MEDICUS by Ruth Downie. 1st of 8 in series featuring Gaius Petreius Ruso, a Roman army physician in second century Roman Britain

The Gods are not smiling on army doctor Gaius Petreius Ruso in his new posting in Britannia. He has vast debts, long shifts, and an overbearing hospital administrator to deal with . . . not to mention a serial killer stalking the local streets. Barmaids' bodies are being washed up with the tide and no one else seems to care. It's up to Ruso to summon all his skills to investigate, even though the breakthroughs in forensic science lie centuries in the future, and the murderer may be hunting him down too. If only the locals would just stop killing each other and if only it were possible to find a decent glass of wine, and someone who can cook, Ruso's prospects would be a whole lot sunnier....

 Published 2007. 400 pages. I think I read this when it came out. At least I know I started it. I can't remember finishing it. 

I'm in the mood for it I think because this weekend I started to watch a British documentary series called Walking Through History.

Host Tony Robinson (actor, and host of 20 years of Time Team archeology TV show) spends four days walking about 50 miles in different parts of Britain where historical things have happened. For instance, WWII, the Industrial Revolution, smuggling in Cornwall, Tudor happenings, and Roman invasion, etc. This is exactly my cuppa.

I worked a bit more on the olive-colored bead crochet bracelet.

Looks better in light.

Nothing on TV tonight but I do still feel like beading so hopefully Steve will play on this computer so I can watch some more episodes.

Have a good day

Much love
PK the Bookeemonster

Working will drive you to drink

TGIF

No plans for the weekend. I wanted to start working on a bracelet for a gift for a friend but some beads aren't here yet for it. I have to start over the white bead crochet I was working on because of a stringing mistake. Bah.

With retail reopening starting Monday, I'm thinking we'll be gathering at the bead store next Saturday, not for a class, but just to hang out and bead.

But this weekend, I just don't wanna do much.

I'm still reading the CS Harris. Lots of possibles after that.

And some napping.

Have a good weekend

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Thursday. Almost Friday.

Nothing on TV tonight.

I've been a bit tired today from several times waking last night starting with a freaking Amber Alert at 10:40.

And then various other times of up and down until the alarm went off in the morning. So tonight, the usual thing of dinner, meditation, and bed.

Have a good day

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Staying zen

Tuesday. My brain keeps insisting it's Wednesday.

We've got The Curse of Island "Marks X the Spot":

With time running out, the ultimate breakthrough may finally be within the fellowship's grasp and new evidence suggests Samuel Ball was guarding something of great value...

I'm planning on making chicken enchiladas for a change up on dinner. Dinner, TV, meditating, reading, bed.

Have a good day

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Hunh, Monday.

Here we are again. Beginning of the week.

Nothing on TV tonight. So I don't know what to do this evening. I could continue beading. I'm working on the white bead crochet bracelet of this set. So far I'm just going to do one of each color, not five, but we'll see.

Or I could read.

Currently reading WHO SPEAKS FOR THE DAMNED by CS Harris. 15th of 15 in series featuring Sebastian St. Cyr, Viscount Devlin, an investigator in Regency England.

It's June 1814, and the royal families of Austria, Russia, and the German states have gathered in London at the Prince Regent's invitation to celebrate the defeat of Napoléon and the restoration of monarchical control throughout Europe. But the festive atmosphere is marred one warm summer evening by the brutal murder of a disgraced British nobleman long thought dead. Eighteen years before, Nicholas Hayes, the third son of the late Earl of Seaford, was accused of killing a beautiful young French émigré and transported to Botany Bay for life. Even before his conviction, Hayes had been disowned by his father, and few in London were surprised when they heard the ne'er-do-well had died in disgrace in New South Wales. But those reports were obviously wrong. Recently Hayes returned to London with a mysterious young boy in tow--a child who vanishes shortly after Nicholas's body is discovered. Sebastian St. Cyr, Viscount Devlin, is drawn into the investigation by his valet, Jules Calhoun, an old friend of the dead man. With Calhoun's help, Sebastian begins to piece together the shattered life of the late Earl's ill-fated youngest son. Why did Nicholas risk his life and freedom by returning to England? And why did he bring the now-missing young boy with him? Several nervous Londoners had reason to fear that Nicholas Hayes had returned to kill them. One of them might have decided to kill him first.

Published 2020. 336 pages.

I know I'll meditate at some point.

Have a good day

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster