( Winter vacation is a reading vacation - books 249-254/275 behind the cut )

Current Mood: sluggish
Current Music: the dryer. it is quite loud.

We took the boys to mall today because they were concerned that they hadn't spoken to Santa, nor one of his "helpers". As I sat there for thirty minutes while my darling wife and the boys were in line, I realized that I, a bearded, jolly, fat man, was at the mall, on an insanely busy day, waiting for my children to talk to a bearded, jolly fat man. Next year a may just buy a red suit and cut out the middle man. Merry Christmas my friends.

(extra-short reviews so I can get back to reading!)

Season of Storms, by Susanna Kearsley
She continues to remind me a great deal of Elizabeth Peters' non-Peabody stuff... very very enjoyable suspense with a romance angle.
(245/275)

Sleeping Naked is Green, by Vanessa Farquharson
Funny stunt memoir of a year of making green changes. Pretty fluffy/chick-litty, but that made it more enjoyable, not less.
(246/275)

Gordath Wood, by Patrice Sarath
Probably the gentlest war novel I've ever read - but gripping, and not glossing over the war stuff, just... approaching it carefully. Oh, and it's a travel-between-alternate-worlds horse fantasy, too. Definitely going to read the sequel - it was more complex than I thought it was going to be.
(247/275)

A Prince Edward Island Christmas, by Deirdre Kessler, Wayne Barrett, and Anne MacKay
Ah, my annual dose of nostalgia / deliberate homesickness.
(248/275)

Current Mood: bookish
Current Music: Colin Bailey, "Skating" (Charlie Brown music)

( lots of books. lots and lots. of which a significant number were written for an audience under the age of fifteen (231-244/275). )

Current Mood: lackadaisical
Current Music: Sarah McLachlan, "What Child Is This?"