Monday, March 9, 2009

The Lost Memoirs of Jane Austen

I picked this book up on a whim. I wanted something that would engage me, and I must say, I enjoyed this book very much. It was written much in Jane Austen's own style, and the many references to her books throughout was fun. I was a little confused at first because the book is written as though it were truth--I was glad to read the Author's note at the end so it could set my brain straight on what was truth and what was fiction.

It was fun to read of Jane's "life" experiences and see how they became the stories she wrote. Could it be that Jane did have her own Mr. Darcy? Are her books based on real life experiences? As always I love a strong heroine who won't give in to society's plan to "buttonhole" her into their idea of what a woman should be, but instead holds out for what is real and true for her. I wonder how many women in that era were women like us, but trapped in the times in which they lived. Aren't we lucky to be able to move around in our lives with out really any limitations except those which we(or our God) place on ourselves?

The world has changed so much - I wonder if future readers will even have an understanding of Jane Austen's world? I read a "George and Martha" book to a class of pre-schoolers this morning, and I had to stop and explain what a phone booth was - in today's world, George would have called from a cell phone. Then stop and consider manners - how can you even describe the large changes in that area? I was reading blogs about "Going Galt" this weekend (for you fans of Atlas Shrugged it references John Galt). I really am kind of surprised by how rude some of the blogger comments are. I think that yes, in polite society we are not always honest, and I'm a big fan of honesty, but in a respectful way. Not quite sure how I got from Jane Austen to Going Galt, but there it is! Going Galt intrigues me . . . you may be hearing more about this!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

A Ramble

A ramble through my brain - that's sort of what this blog will be like. I am hyper because it is actually warm out - I had my office window open all afternoon. I cannot believe how the warmth and smell of warm air can so lift my spirits. My office partner Phil, was like a 2 year old this afternoon - he is excited to go out and golf with a friend tomorrow. My brother tried to bring me down (thanks Jim!) by telling me a big snow storm is coming next week. But I'm just going to pretend he didn't say that. Tonight I'm going to paint my toe nails RED, and if it's above 50 tomorrow I'm wearing sandals to show them off.

My niece mentioned that I wasn't on here much lately, which is true. We were in Schaumberg this weekend visiting Josh and Megan, and I had a very busy week prior to leaving. I need my alone woman time and there is no alone time when you go visiting. Sunday night when we got home I was crabby so I sent myself to bed early. Did the same on Monday when I should have been getting groceries. Tuesday night I went for a mammogram - I thought it had only been 2 years but it was 3! Who wants to write on a blog when you come home after having your breast slapped on a plate like it was a piece of meat and then squeezed tight till you can hardly stand it! Last night was Bible Study and then LOST, so it feels really good to just have some free time right now. Well, it's not really free time, I need to do wash, but I plan to luxuriate in the hot tub while waiting for that first load and then hey, I can do anything I want, which is just the way I like it! :-)

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

No Time

It feels as though I am so busy there is no time for anything. I even forgot to begin my Calvin Miller The Christ of Easter Devotion. Sometimes it feels like this world is just sucking me in. However, loved this bit from the prayer from Monday's reading--shared with a couple people today and was encouraged and felt loved by those conversations:
It is difficult not to crave power in this competitive world; but please, Lord, help me crave the pleasure of your company instead.
This gets me through every day, the pleasure of sharing company with the I AM of the universe . . .