Monday, March 30, 2015

Let's Talk Books - The Paying Guests and Elizabeth is Missing


Books have been an important of my life for as long as I can remember. When I was grounded as a kid it wasn't TV that was taken away, but books and library visits. My love of books came from my Dad and Mom. I don't think I've ever seen my Dad without a library book in his hand and my Mom always had her portable CD player with her around the house listening to audio books. I was in a reading slump a few years ago, but after joining two different book clubs I feel like I'm reading more than ever. I miss the days of working at Barnes and Noble and being able to talk about books on a daily basis, so I thought the next best thing would be to bring my book ramblings to my blog. Shout out to my friend and fellow book club member Beth for encouraging me to start this!

This year I have a goal to read 40 books and to tackle the 2015 Baileys Women's Prize for Fiction Longlist. You can learn more about the Prize here. I'm taking a page (er, CD?) out of my Mom's book and am trying do more audio books. I've had great luck so far with audio books this year and it's helping me to finish more books.

The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters (3/5 stars)
What it's about: It's 1922 and Mr. Wray has passed away, the two Wray sons have died in the war, and Mrs. Wray and her daughter Frances have no other option but to convert the upstairs to an apartment and take on lodgers to make ends meet. Enter Leonard and Lilian Barber, a young couple who become the paying guests. Frances develops a crush on Lilian which quickly turns into a love affair. Both women try to hide the affair from Mrs. Wray and Leonard, which of course doesn't go exactly according to plan.

What I thought: This was my second Waters book. I read Tipping the Velvet last year for book club and really liked it. I didn't love the characters as much in The Paying Guests. I found Lilian to be insufferable for about 80% of the book. Part of this probably has to do with the audio version I was listening to (she did a great job at making Lilian's voice as annoying as possible every time she cried out to Frances) but I wanted to shake her and yell "Grow up!" every time her name crossed the page. No one seemed to really grow, improve, or even change throughout the book which made it seem a little bit exhausting to read. It was like listening to a friend tell you about a series of terrible decisions they made and when they got to the end of the story they said, "I guess that's it. What's for dinner?"

Elizabeth is Missing by Emma Healey (4/5 stars)
What's it about: Maud can't remember she's already bought canned peaches. She can't remember if she's eaten or where she lives. Sometimes when she looks into her daughter's face she struggles to figure out who she is. But there's one thing that Maud, despite her dementia, never seems to forget. Her friend Elizabeth is missing. As she tries to put the pieces and handwritten notes together she's reminded of another woman, her sister Sukey, who also disappeared from her life years prior. The book flows back and forth between present day and Maud's memories of her sister's disappearance.

What I thought: I was immediately sucked into Maud's story and her observations on how people treat and see her. They were so beautifully written that at times it was heartbreaking. I liked her interactions with her daughter Helen and her granddaughter Katy. I could feel Helen's frustrations in answering the same questions over and over and  I could appreciate the humor that Katy felt in some of the same situations. I enjoyed the Elizabeth story more than the Sukey parts. I wanted less detail when she looked back and more detail as she searched for Elizabeth, but I'm sure she did too. The book reminded me so much of my Grandmother who also had Alzheimer's. Some of the last visits with her I can remember involve her asking me and my brother what grade we were in repeatedly. I don't know if this book will get the attention it deserves with Julianne Moore's recent Oscar win for Still Alice fresh in everyone's mind, but it's definitely worth the read (or the listen). 

Saturday, March 14, 2015

If You're Going To San Francisco...

There are so many awesome things to do in San Francisco. Bryan and I visited a few friends and took our first vacation as a married couple earlier this year. We're still planning an official honeymoon, but this trip definitely set the bar pretty high.

1. Eat breakfast at the farmer's market at the Ferry Building Plaza



2. Buy a book or ten at Green Apple Books


3. Explore the beauty of the Japanese Tea Garden

Notice that Bryan is carrying all of the books I bought. Married life is great!


4. Explore the beauty of a taco from La Taquera

5. Take a tour of Alcatraz


I would definitely recommend checking out the Ai Weiwei exhibit


6. Spot a selfie stick at Fisherman's Wharf
The stick is real.


7. Walk across the Golden Gate Bridge

You probably can't tell by looking at me, but it was really windy.

8. Observe at the de Young Observation Deck


9. Ride a Cable Car


10. Live your Full House dream at the Painted Ladies (if you can make it up the hill)
"Bryan, I can't walk up these hills anymore. Why do people live here?!"

Bryan walking like a normal human.

What ever happened to predictability? I bet the milkman and the paperboy just got tired of walking on an incline. Let's give them a break already!

11. Drink the beer, have some whisky, I mean coffee, and try a Snowy Plover
Toronado Pub

The Trappist Provisions

Russian River Brewing Company

The Buena Vista

Andytown Coffee Roasters



Wednesday, March 11, 2015

The One Where We Got Married

Last year Bryan and I had lots of conversations about marriage. We went back and forth on what to do. Did we want a big wedding? Did we want a small wedding? Who should invite? When should we get married? Where should we get married? Most importantly, what would be eating? 

I became overwhelmed at all the magazines, television shows, and Pinterest boards dedicated to every little decision. At the end of the year we agreed that while we loved the idea of getting married, we hated the idea of a wedding. So we made the decision to go downtown in January and get married.

On our way to the courthouse!
When we got to the courthouse I was surprised at how many people were in line. Some couples looked like they had walked right out of a wedding magazine and others looked like they had rolled right out of bed. Some had lots of family members with them and others, like us, were there by themselves. After we paid our $10 we sat in a small room with all the other couples and waited for our name to be called. 

I wish I remembered the name of our judge because she was really nice and politely ignored the fact that tears immediately started pouring down my face the moment she started talking. Bryan held it together really well, but I silently cried through the entire three minute "ceremony."

I asked the judge if we could get a picture with her and she replied, "Yes! Let's take a selfie!"

The weirdest part of the courthouse experience was when we were leaving there were all these photographers asking if we wanted our picture taken. They had little stations set up with a mobile printer so we could leave with our very own "wedding souvenir." Weird, right? I thought about getting one but noticed there was no green screen present. I'm not paying money unless it looks like we got married floating around in space.

We called our parents, siblings, and grandparents after we got home to share the news. Later that week we told the rest of our family and friends. We were a little worried that people would be upset, but we only got happy greetings and well-wishes from everyone.

I couldn't be happier with how Bryan and I decided to officially declare to the world that we're in this together forever. I try not to judge how people choose to take this step. Big weddings. Small weddings. Destination weddings. Courthouse ceremonies. In the end it's all about being with the person you love. You don't need rings or a fancy dress (but if you want them, get them!). It's about being able to hold their hands, look into their eyes (through your tears if you're like me), and promise that you'll love them no matter what. My advice would be to do what feels right and ignore what's expected. Life is too short to be anything but happy.
Our rings

Our Love Lock which is locked on the grate at Oak Park Ave.