Last week, the male really, really, really wanted to order a CostCo ham dinner, so badly that the female asked a friend to buy it for them and ship it using her CostCo card. The male and female don’t have a CostCo card at current.
Their apartment is too small for bulk anything. The ham dinner came with a pie. The female ate the pie for dinner last night. She is happy.
The male didn’t want pie.
Judge the entire human portion of the Blain household, please.
In other news, the male made the female laugh, guiltily. This is why:
“You got on my lap and I tried to take a picture of you for Mommy, but I couldn’t figure out how to use the wide-angled lens.”The male, to Princess.
There is no female in the Blain household the male hasn’t annoyed today. Will he survive? We don’t know.
So, before I dive into today’s book review, I wanted to make you aware of a new toy we’re working with.
It’s a daily email from yours truly–or sometimes my sister. You can signup here. Please be aware that only people who actively open the email will continue to receive them on an almost-daily basis. People who don’t actively open the emails will receive one every week or three as the female allows us. (Or it’s something particularly amusing.)
Some days, we will just send what we posted here with a few extra lines added. Those are days where members of the Blain household are particularly tired. (Please forgive us.)
The female’s morning routine will typically involve her giving the keyboard to us first thing in the morning to ‘earn our lunch.’ I don’t like this. Neither does my sister. Since when did we have to earn lunch?
No fair! Down with the female!
Wait. No. Not down with the female. She controls the treats.
We love you, female.
Please don’t steal our treats.
Onto the books.
Today, we’re going to take a detour into the past. This is not a science fiction or fantasy title, but it’s one she loves all the same.
The Black Stallion. That’s right. You get exposed to the female’s love of horses. Again. She’s read just about every book in this series, although the one made her cry and cry and cry. Actually, two of them made her cry and cry and cry, and she doesn’t read them anymore because she just picks the later books up and cries.
This series traumatized her, truth be told. And it’s also one of the series that fully established that she really does not like when a love interest dies in a series. Even if good things are to come later.
But the first book is just a delight, and she still goes back to it time and time again, because there’s just something wonderful about a good survival story.
Oh, hell. Why not take two? The Giver is a fantastic book, and it will fuck with your head.
We have some other books that fit into these categories that we will share with you another day.
Reasons the female likes these books: she just does.
As always, try the sample before purchasing.
In the meantime, have this picture of my sister back when her toy collection had been much, much smaller and she was trying to come to terms with having a toy collection.