Here we go again – a new week.  Last week was a bit quiet on the reading front.  Not the quietest I’ve ever had, but I certainly didn’t read as much as I’d have liked to.  Steve was sick with a kid-borne illness and was out of commission for most of the week, which meant I was running around even more than I usually do – handling all of the daycare transportation (instead of just pickups) plus running up to feed Nugget during the days, and taking on extra work at home, too, because Steve was contagious and unable to touch clean dishes or laundry.  It was exhausting, and I was ready to crash over the weekend.  But – instead of crashing – I spent the weekend continuing to go-go-go at ninety miles per hour.  On Saturday we started knocking out some house projects we need to finish ASAP: I primed the foyer and Steve worked on sanding the playroom to get it ready for primer and paint.  Then we all dressed up and headed out as a family to the wedding of one of Steve’s and my dearest college friends, Betsy.  Betsy was my little sis (sorority, not biology, as we used to say) and we have been friends since before she even started Cornell (I was her host on her admitted student visit, and I flatter myself that I convinced her to choose Cornell over Brandeis).  She was a glowing, radiant, happy bride and we loved sharing her special day.  Sunday was spent recovering from wedding festivities and then getting more house stuff done – Steve primed the playroom and I did laundry, cleaned the kitchen, went grocery shopping, made baby food, and prepped cut veggies for the week.  Whew!  I’m exhausted just typing all of that.  So I didn’t get much reading done, as you can see – which feels strange in a weekend in which it seems like the rest of the reading internet was readathoning it up.  I was a little jealous of those who were participating in Dewey’s 24 Hour Readathon this weekend, but it felt good to check things off the to-do list and make some progress toward a couple of life goals we are working towards.

That said, I did get some reading done over the course of the week.  The highlight, of course, was the second trade paperback of Lumberjanes, which came out on my birthday and wrapped up the first story arc.  I read it over several nights and what fun it was.  (“Who wants ice cream for dinner?  I’m a cool dad!”)  I also finished Big Magic, Elizabeth Gilbert’s new nonfiction book about “creative living beyond fear.”  It wasn’t bad, but also didn’t blow me away – more on that when I wrap up my monthly reading.  And this weekend, while presiding over a lap nap (love) I read Princess Decomposia and Count Spatula for Readers Imbibing Peril X, and then finally started Between the World and Me, which has patiently waited atop my library stack while I read seven-day books.  I’ll finish that up – because I just couldn’t wait any longer to dig in – and then, hopefully, finally get through Two Years Eight Months and Twenty-Eight Days, the new Salman Rushdie novel that I keep checking out from and returning to the library.  It looks SO good, and I need to sit down and give it some attention.

On the blog this week: a better-late-than-never final roundup of my summer list on Wednesday, and then another installment in the vacation recaps on Friday.  Given that we had snow flurries yesterday and today (are you KIDDING me) I think some summer memories will be just what the doctor ordered.

How was your week?  What are you reading?