Thoughts on books, family, and life in one impressive package.

Yep. Still Alive.

It has been a few weeks since I last posted, and what a few weeks it has been. When last I posted, I mentioned that we were going to downsize. This meant getting our house ready for selling, which confirmed why we need to downsize. Between Holly and me, we went...

Nope.

Death in Her Hands by Ottessa Moshfegh is the type of novel that, upon finishing, had me mentally throwing the book across the room screaming “What. The!” We are stuck in the mind of a judgmental, fat-phobic, psychologically-abused widow who is so damn...