- Breathe, Sia (do not follow this link if you do not want the end of Six Feet Under ruined for you)
- Take Me Home Country Roads, John Denver
- Yesterday’s Gone, Bernard Fanning
- Everyday is a Winding Road, Sheryl Crow
- Tears Dry on Their Own, Amy Winehouse
- Foux du fafa, Flight of the Conchords
- Going Home, MoZella
- Les Champs-Elysees, Joe Dassin
- Dreams, The Cranberries
- If You Were Gay, The Avenue Q Broadway Soundtrack (because singing showtunes keep you awake)
- If I Ever Leave This World Alive, Flogging Molly
Fact: When iTunes makes suggestions as to what I should by, based on my past purchases, it offers up the Macarena. Yes, you did read that correctly. The Macarena. Ah, Grade 9.
- Next book club book is The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
- I saw a man reading a J.D. Robb book on a bench along Rice Howard Way and I had to keep moving so as not to stare at him. (J.D. Robb is a pseudonym for Nora Roberts, who clearly writes romance novels. I know this because Nora Roberts was my favourite romance writer throughout high school and university. In her J.D. Robb science fiction form, she is my mom’s favourite writer.)
- A clown said something creepy to me that I will not put in words here. His makeup was melting off his face, too. Keep children away from clowns.
- I do not understand why no performer in the Street Performers Festival is willing to wear shorts that leave anything to the imagination.
Meanwhile, I’m still reading Jennifer Weiner’s latest. Have I ever mentioned she reminds me of a younger, snarkier Judy Blume? Maybe I haven’t because she never really has before…. In Certain Girls (by the way, for all my bragging, the British cover makes no sense, and the North American hardcover art is approximately ten times more appropriate for the story), Weiner flips back and forth between mother and daughter, chapter to chapter.
Joy, 13, is trying to make sense of her mother’s decade-old over-sexed fictionalized account of how she got pregnant, dumped her boyfriend, and somehow lived happily ever after. From snippets of said not-so-fictionalized account, one can see parts of Weiner’s Good in Bed (the prequel to Certain Girls). However, it’s way more over-the-top and the reader can totally see why it brings bile to young Joy’s throat. (It raises a good question -- would Danielle Steele’s daughter want to read the sex lives her mom imagines?)
Joy is trying to figure out where she fits in in this world, and whether anyone wanted her at all. Unbeknownst to her, her mother is struggling with whether or not to have another child. Having another child would mean hiring a surrogate and tons of other drama -- definitely the kind of stuff that will send Joy’s fragile world into a heightened tailspin.
Good summer reading, friends. Good summer reading.