February in Review
Still pregnant… for one more month! (Or, you know, whatever Snickerdoodle decides.) In a whirlwind two weeks earlier this month, we attended all the classes offered through our hospital, some of which were more helpful than others. Here at home, we’re not quite as ready as we wanted to be a month out, but I think we’re in pretty good shape for a surprise early appearance, should the situation arise.
Meanwhile, we had our last Valentine’s Day with just the two of us. We didn’t do much, just went out for dinner the night before… and while a part of me feels like it deserved a little more fanfare, a bigger part of me knows I wouldn’t have been up for anything else.
Movies & TV
So, Parks & Rec… I loved the finale. I really did. But, and here’s a weird little thing… I didn’t cry. Not once. This show has made me cry more than any half-hour comedy has a right to, on top of that I’m crying at any stupid little thing right now. (Did everyone hear about how I literally cried over spilled milk?) So… yeah. I feel like that alone means I must be disappointed in some way with the way things ended, but I’m really not.
One thing that did make me cry last week – the death of Leonard Nimoy. I used to never understand why people could get so upset at celebrity deaths, but there’ve been a few in recent years that hit me harder than most. (Though I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve actually cried; whether that would have been the case minus pregnancy hormones or the fact that I was already having a tough day, who knows?)
I think the older you get, and the more entertainment you experience, the greater the likelihood that the next celebrity death won’t be just a recognizable name and face, but someone who’s actually made you feel something through their work… and even though it’s not a loss that will affect you daily, it’s still a loss.
Anyway… a while back I was watching through Star Trek: The Next Generation (after having already watched The Original Series and all of its movies), and it turns out that I stopped just before the two-part episode where Spock makes an appearance. Maybe it’s time I pick that up again.
We went to see the Dubuque Symphony, like I mentioned last time. Unfortunately, we had to leave at intermission because I just didn’t have it in me to sit through the second half. It was a tough weekend, and my back wasn’t happy unless I was lounging in a sea of pillows.
Thanks to my library and Freegal, I’ve been slowly building up a collection of Rockabye Baby! – lullabye renditions of baby’s favorite rock bands. These songs are so much fun. Honestly, I think I might enjoy them more than Snickerdoodle will.
Here’s what I read this month:
The Rendezvous, by Evelyn Anthony (4 stars)
The Manchurian Candidate, by Richard Condon (2 stars)
The Golem and the Jinni, by Helene Wecker (4 stars)
Watchers, by Dean Koontz (4 stars)
The Kraken Project, by Douglas Preston (3 stars)
Congo, by Michael Crichton (3 stars)
Captive Queen, by Alison Weir (2 stars)
Avatar: The Last Airbender – The Rift, by Gurihiru & Gene Lueng Yang (4 stars)
I’ve now read almost everything I wanted to get to pre-baby. There are actually a full ten books from my various goal lists I haven’t gotten to – the Mistborn trilogy and a re-read of the Death Gate Cycle – which seems like a lot, but it’s nothing to do with not having time and everything to do with not feeling like epic fantasy right now. Oh, well. Just more to look forward to once I can settle back into a reading groove.
How was your February?