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The Cinderella Deal by Jennifer Crusie
The Cinderella Deal by Jennifer Crusie
A sweet, fluffy modern fairytale, kind of like cotton candy, fun but no real substance. Of course, I love cotton candy, and I adored this romantic comedy.
Daisy is an artist and storyteller, a free spirit who can be scatter-brained but is warm and caring. Linc is an uptight history professor who desperately needs a fiancée to get the university job he has his eye on. Of course, Daisy being desperate for money agrees to play along for $1000. But then Linc needs an actual wife to keep the job, so Daisy moves with him to the tiny town of Prescott, Ohio.
"So you pick me up out of the gutter, and I get a new dress, and I pretend to be something I'm not, and then at midnight I run away and turn back into a pumpkin." Her grin widened. "It's a Cinderella story." (pg. 29-30)
You can see where this is going I'm sure. When "midnight"...
By an arrow?
Crispin set his wine down. Peale dead and his secrets with him. "By an arrow?"
"No," whispered Onslow. "Throat was cut. But not much is spoken of it. Most of the palace do not know, and the king wants it to stay that way."
(pg. 149, Serpent in the Thorns by Jeri Westerson)
I'm not this far in the book yet, but I'm pretty sure Crispin wishes he had known Peale's secrets.
Teaser Tuesdays is hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Play along. The rules are easy and I only cheated a little. Grab your current read, open to a random page, and give us two teaser sentences. Remember, no spoilers.
I borrowed my copy from the library and the above is my honest opinion. I am an Amazon associate....
Do Witches Make Fishes? by Jason Mayo
Do Witches Make Fishes? by Jason Mayo,
illustrated by Justin Wolfson
(Suggested reading level: Pre-school through grade 3)
I have to read a couple of Halloweeny books around this time of year, so when this one showed up in my mail last week it moved to the top of the pile. I read it aloud with Amber (10) a couple of nights ago, and we had differing opinions of the book.
The story centers around a nameless boy who hates healthy food, only wants to eat candy, and refuses the meals his mother makes. After being warned by his mother that he need to eat good food, he closes his eyes and wishes she would disappear. When he opens his eyes, his mom has been replaced by a witch, who states that the stew is actually her potion and threatens him with a horrible fate if he refuses to eat it.
"I promise you this:
All the fine and the dandy
Will soon disappear.
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Some photos
Sunday was our anniversary and we hadn't really planned on doing anything, but David got tickets from work for the Saturday Pitt-Rutgers game. It was my first, and probably only, time in Heinz Field and I have to admit that I enjoyed it. Of course, it helped that we were in a suite - comfy chairs, lots of room, free food, private bathroom. That's the way to see a game.
I don't have any good pictures of the comfy seats we watched the game from, but needless to say they were much nicer than the seats I'm used to. We opened the window at the front since it was such a gorgeous day.
This weekend was also the celebration of our church's 175th anniversary. We went to a covered dish Saturday, with a hymn sing and reminiscing, then Sunday was a really nice service. Amber had a part in it, representing the future of the church I guess. Here's a picture, thanks...
“The Old Grave-Stone” by Hans Christian Andersen
"The Old Grave-Stone" by Hans Christian Anderson
The title for this story sounds a lot spookier than the story really is. A fairy tale about a gravestone has all kinds of possibilities, but this is more the story of the people whose names are engraved on the stone.
The gravestone was actually purchased when a church was being demolished and it now lay in the courtyard of a house. The people who live there are talking about the stone and the oldest man in the room remarks that it must be the gravestone of Preben Schwane and his wife, Martha. He tells of the couple who were well-loved by everyone.
Preben and Martha were a fine old couple, and when they both sat on the bench, at the top of the steep stone steps, in front of their house, with the branches of the linden-tree waving above them, and nodded in a...