Life Bits and Bites

I found my first deer shed this week, and it’s a good one. Must be nice to shed parts of you that you don’t care for.

It’s the week of spring break and for once, I care. And for the first time in months, I feel like I can catch a breath. And catch up on a few things in life. Including things I don’t care for.

I actually dared to start a book again, my first for 2010. After a fantastic year of reading in 2009, I came to an almost complete standstill on that front, barely able to keep up with class readings and relevant scientific papers. It’s Gabriel Garcia Marquez’ “Love in the Time of Cholera,” one of the few books that upon picking it up for the first time, I read it cover-to-cover and started it over. It’s been years since and I don’t remember what moved me when I read it before.

I broke one of my rules and started collecting books again. I’ve been breaking a few rules that have served me well in life, and have suffered for it. But heck, at least I haven’t broken the “no skulls until you get furniture” rule. (PD skulls, bison hooves, rattlesnake skins and turtle shells don’t count).

I sometimes think southern Illinois has rubbed off on me more than I’d care to admit. I have my NYC license plates hanging on my wall and now, antlers?! I hope this is about as redneck as I get.

My brother-in-law used to say that after I left NYC, I had been “declassified,” i.e. fallen far, far from the classy lady I once was. I may not be a lady but I’m more woman now than ever before. I guess that’s okay.