I just finished Sisters by Danielle Steel. I hadn't previously read any of Steel's work, though I've always seen and heard her name. This book caught my attention not only because of the title but because the cover illustration shows four women, which I assumed meant the story was about four sisters. It was a difficult option to overlook since there are 4 sisters in my own family.
The book was great, but I don't really care about that right now. Like the women in this book, my sisters are my best friends. I can't say it's always been like that but it is now, undoubtedly. You always hear cheesy sayings about sisterhood, but they obviously originated somewhere. I guess the point of this post is just to say that I love my sisters, unequivocally. They mean the world to me. I could spend hours with each one individually or all of them collectively and never get bored.
I'm in a special situation, being the only girl in the family not married, but most of the time that doesn't seem to matter. Lunch dates, late-night boardgames, text messages, emails, Sunday dinners, General Conference girls' nights...they always seem to have enough time for me. And I don't think there's anything I would schedule over time with my sisters. Maybe that's why I'm still single...I spend too much time with my family and not enough meeting new people. But who cares? My sisters know every ugly detail about my obsessive, sensitive, and sometimes contentious personality, but the bond remains the same.
Jenny, Ashley, and Jessica...Thanks for being my sisters, my best friends, and my constant in life. I love you. I'm sorry for the corny nature of this post, but sometimes things like this just need to be said. :)
So last night after blogging I started another book, Daddy's Girl. I recently discovered Lisa Scottoline as an author and I LOVE her. Very John Grishamesque (my favorite author). Anyway, the title is a bit deceiving and has actually nothing to do with the storyline, but it's a great book. I finished it last night before going to bed and would recommend it. The tagline on the front of the book states "So many plot twists, the pages seem to turn themselves," and I think I concur with that opinion. Anyway, good book.
I watched American Idol tonight. I've never been totally captivated by that show like many people have, but today as I drove home from work I was thinking I might want to watch it tonight. Jessica stopped by and mentioned she was going to Jen's to watch it, so I tagged along and it was fun. I'm glad I went.
I think that's all I have to talk about today...
Oh! One more thing. The president of the bank came to the branch where I was working today! I got to shake his hand and chat with him for a bit. It was really neat! He seems genuinely happy with his job and is very friendly. It was a neat experience getting to meet him.
I finished another book today. Well, technically two books. But one I read in like 15 or 20 minutes and don't really count. The first one I finished, The Soul Thief, was interesting. I'd say it's a good book, but I just got the feeling the whole time that the story was very Toni Morrisonesque. That is to say it was filled with imagery and symbolism which is often lost on me.
The second book was inspirational and I'm glad I read it, though it was far from life-changing and seems to be more an expression of Kristine Carlson's grieving process than an attempt at literary acclaim. I'm not saying that's bad at all. I just mean it's not a book that will stop you in your tracks, though the message is sincere and beautiful.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
"But it is where we start. It is where our union grows stronger. And as so many generations have come to realize over the course of the two-hundred and twenty one years since a band of patriots signed that document in Philadelphia, that is where the perfection begins."
