Happy Friday all!

It's the weeekend. FINALLY! For once in 2010 I'm going to enjoy a Saturday and Sunday. And by enjoy I mean sleep. And sit. And sleep. And sit. :)

I feel like I have been going, going, going and I'm completely spent. And it's only February. That's bad, yes?

So my plan for this weekend is nothing. Absolutely not. a. thing. Doesn't that sound lovely?

What are you up to this weekend?

P.S. As some of you may have seen I started a new (second) blog. Well, there is also a third (see, I've been busy!). I mentioned this third one before but wasn't really able to get it started when I thought I could. But tomorrow it will be live. For real this time.

You may recall that I made the decision to start looking for my birth mom (I'm adopted) and decided to document this journey in the form of a private blog/journal. And you are invited. Many of you have been such a great support system, so if you want in, you are completely welcome. It might be a bumpy road but I'm happy to have you along for the ride.

If you are interested in reading along or finding out what happens, leave a comment with your email address or send me an email with your info. Those of you who asked to be included before, I still have your info.

Happy weekend all!

 

{photo: lullabies by *whimsical}

I'm sooo verrrryy excited about this book. I've heard such great things!

The storyline: One dark summer dawn, at the very moment that an enormous monster dies in Lake Glimmerglass, 28-year-old Willie Upton returns pregnant and miserable to her hometown of Templeton, N.Y. Willie is a descendant of the creator of the town, Marmaduke Temple, and she expects to be able to hide in the place that has been home to her family for centuries. But the monster changes the fabric of the village, and Willie's mother, Vivienne, has a surprise for the girl that will send Willie careening through her family's history to dig up clues about her heritage. Spanning two centuries and based on the author's hometown of Cooperstown, New York., the story is told through two centuries of voices, from Templeton ghosts to residents, masters to servants, natives to interlopers, and historical figures to literary characters.

It's funny that I chose to read this book now (I really didn't know much about the novel before picking it up), because it parallels a situation I've recently thrown myself into. I'm adopted, and after making some interesting discoveries have decided it's time to start digging up my own past.

I will be blogging about the process starting soon and would love for you to tag along for the ride (I'm diving in head first, no turning back - it could get ugly) . If you are interested, please let me know. The new blog will be invite-only as much of the information is not suitable for the interwebs.