Thank God it’s lunch time, because I’m going to need the blood sugar/caffeine boost. You know how I was talking about how in love I am with the first two books in the Outlander series? My wonderful boss brought me the third yesterday and after getting off of work and eating dinner, my night was kind of blur…I remember getting into bed with some tea, figuring I’d read a little bit before bed, and the next thing I knew it was 1 am and I had read over 200 pages of the book. I am paying for my gluttonous reading habits this morning, I assure you.
It’s nice to be absorbed in a book series like this, though. Buying a house is ridiculously stressful, and has been especially making me crazy this week because we had the inspection, so I am mentally and emotionally fried and in need of a weekend with a good book. Fall must be in the air, because I’m getting all nesty-like and wanting to just keep my house clean and cozy while I knit and read and spend quality time with my friends.
I’m even having the urge to bake. Which for those of you who know me and my cooking habits well, know how deeply uncharacteristic that is for me.
Which is why I’m looking forward to this weekend. Originally, Evan’s mother was supposed to be coming to visit, but she’s not anymore, so we get to go to the farmer’s market with jennay-with-an-i and hang out, and then I get to make ratatouille and maybe bake, and maybe do some hiking on Sunday. And, y’know, continue to plow through Voyager. But the time to be quiet is going to be a nice change. I can’t wait.
Guys. GUYS. I need to talk about how much I am in love with this series.
I haven’t been this engrossed in a book series in a very long time, and I am loving every minute of it, excluding the time between finishing a book and waiting for my boss, who is loaning them to me, to give me the next one.
The plot is probably well familiar to everyone, considering it’s been getting a lot of hype due to the new Starz series, but for those of you who aren’t, here’s the gist. Claire Randall is an English nurse in 1946 who is visiting Inverness with her husband on a second honeymoon at the end of World War II. She has an interest in botany and, while collecting samples, comes across a pagan stone circle and falls back through time to 1743. I don’t want to give too much away, but she ends up being taken by a group of Highlanders and married off to the very handsome Jamie Fraser. Their story stretches across 8 novels (and few novellas), and I’ve only finished book 2, so I’ll just let Orange is the New Black tell you what you need to know:
Now, romance novels are typically not my thing. Not because of any snobbery on my part, they just don’t do it for me. But these books are incredible and have totally sucked me in. Here’s why:
- Diana Gabaldon is a gifted writer and storyteller
- I’m a huge history nerd, and these books seem to be very very well researched. Not least of which, when she describes characters doing archival research, I don’t want to throw the book across the room.
- The dialogue is fantastic, especially between Jamie and Claire. Part of my annoyance with a lot of romance novels in the dialogue and that I just can’t believe the relationships, but the banter that they have is hilarious and believable and all the sexier for it.
- And yeah, there are lots of well-written sexy times.
This is one of those that I borrowed from my boss because, hey, free books, and I’m on a super budget right now, but I’m actually loving them enough right now that I am seriously considering buying them for myself when the funds become available again.
I am absolutely loving a time travel romance novel, and I feel no shame.
I have spent the last two days and change in bed with a stupid head cold, not really eating, because I can’t taste anything when I’m stuffed up. But I’m feeling better and starving, so Watson is bringing home takeout from my favorite Indian place, because it’s spiced enough that I can 1) taste it and 2) maybe open up my head a little bit.
He’s my favorite husband.
This may have been the most exhausting and yet uneventful long weekend I’ve had in a while. I got off of work early on Friday and spent the extra time trying to clean up the apartment and pack for the beach, and still got to bed way later than I would have liked. Saturday, we woke up early to pack up the car and go to the farmer’s market (Imagine GF is the only gluten free bread worth eating, in my opinion, so missing the farmer’s market is not an option!). Over breakfast, Evan and I were discussing the houses that we’ve looked at, and decided that we really loved one we’ve seen in Durham. We looked up the listing online to remind ourselves of some facts about it to decide if it was worth considering making an offer, and come to find out that there is an open house next weekend, which means that we may need to light a fire our butts if we want to get the house. So we also had to spend the morning emailing our realtor and running logistics with my parents about getting them to come look at the place.
We finally got to Emerald Isle around lunch time and could kind of relax. I don’t think I’ll fully relax until the house thing is settled, but I did spend most of Sunday reading Outlander, which I borrowed from my boss. I’m really enjoying it so far! We also got some very exciting news on Monday, that Evan and I now have niece! So we’ll be planning a trip to Charleston some time in the coming months to go visit his brother and sister-in-law and meet the baby.
Now I just have to get through 2 and half days of work, house viewing, and packing before we head to DC for a long weekend for Evan’s birthday and my dear friend/former maid of honor Jackie’s wedding. And then I can relax a bit. I’m really looking forward to having the time to just deeply clean the apartment and drinking tea with friends. Side note: Local friends: you may have to be the one to poke me to get together, because right now I’m in that brain space where I will surely drive myself into the ground…I have a bad tendency of convincing myself that I am imposing on people when I contact them and that I don’t deserve the time off to invite people to do things when I get stressed out. So if you haven’t heard from me in a while, please feel free to shoot me a message, I’d love to hear from you, despite evidence to the contrary!
We think we found a house that we really like, and are trying to get my parents to come up to take a look next week (my dad is an inspector who used to work in construction…a useful set of eyes to have look at potential property investments!). Good vibes, crossed fingers, and prayers are extremely welcomed!