Reading:
Generally, I'm not a fan of horror or suspense stories, as I find they get predictable after a few iterations, but Lovecraft manages to keep surprising you with the tales of the grotesque and supernatural. He writes primarily from the first person point of view, which brings to mind the telling of ghost stories around a campfire. Needless to say, the man's single handed invention of Cthuhlu guaranteed his literary immortality, but his mastery of terror-induced madness deserves an honorable mention as well.
Watching:
One of B.J.'s Christmas gifts was the third movie in the X-Men trilogy. As I hadn't seen the third movie at all, and first two in a while, we spent several pleasant evenings with him introducing me to the movie version of one of his favorite comic books. I have to say that seeing the movies so closely together made me appreciate the difference that a good director makes. Overall, these are good examples of a superhero movie, but I still claim Iron Man as the pinnacle of the genre.
Hearing:
Thanks to a Christmas gift, I was able to pounce on the bonus version of this soundtrack. Featuring a mix of indie pop rock, my only regret is that they didn't include the original version of the Pixies "Here Comes Your Man". (Nothing against Meaghan Smith's cover.) I am now tempted to raid B.J.'s collection of The Smiths for more of the same style.
Smelling:
A gift from my sister in law, this is a refreshing, light scent. Wearing it is an automatic compliment from my husband, and a nice break from the muskier perfumes that I normally wear in the winter.
Loving:
Winter is like childbirth. Summer makes us forget how bitterly cold it gets, which is probably the only reason that the entire country hasn't moved to Florida.
Hating:
Shut up about your childhood wet dreams of snow days. Snow is a nasty driving hazard that does nothing but inconvenience the grown ups.
