When Life Shuts a Door…Open it Again. It’s a Door. That’s How They Work!

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I started being interested in doors on a trip to Vienna. They had this one house that was so different and odd with a lovely door. The entire thing looked like it was melting in the sun.

I have opened some doors that I wish had been padlocked shut. I have opened doors that led to beautiful places and people.

To stand in front of a door and not know what is on the other side is magical. It could be anything!

All of you lovely young people graduating this week-end, will be opening a lot of new doors. My advice to you is to be picky about which ones you open and which ones you just walk by.  You are an adult now. And about to be on your own, making your own decisions. Obviously you are smart…I mean duh, you graduated, so by now you should know that just because the door is pretty, it doesn’t mean what’s behind it is.

Take your time and choose the right door for you! Maybe the melty Austrian one, or the oh so proper black shiny one, or maybe one you create yourself!

Congratulations to you all as you set off on this new adventure!

xx Patricia   :

 

Really, Can You Ever Have Too Many Books? ( The answer is no, shhh)

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Yesterday was opening book gifts! There are actually more as some were Kindle editions. But these will keep me out of trouble for a while at least.

After the fiasco at the Phone Store, yesterday was perfect. OU Boy was home and washed my hair so I didn’t get any water in my new eye, which I am calling Drew now. Anyway, this man gives a mean head wash! I was like a cat purring it felt so good! So thanks for that!

We went out to lunch to a new pizza place. It was one of those experiences where you say, Well, we did that. Let’s not do it again. The pizza was really nice, but the televisions were all over but they were all muted so some canned music  could pump over the speakers. Really ticked me off as ESPN was on.

I think someone did some grocery shopping because there is food in the refrigerator. I know it wasn’t me though as I was otherwise engaged. I was reading a book by a self published author because someone asked me to as a favor. I won’t be doing that again.

Today, all my birthday people have left. Here I am all alone, with no supervision. So I am going to pop on my headphones and listen to my fellow Georgia Girl, Karin Slaughter’s book on audio while I try really hard to paint my toenails.

I hope your May is off to a good start. I know all of you gardeners are busy doing gardening things and the farmers are seeing new life born every day now, and I am just thankful that I can just lay around the pool in the sunshine being lazy.

xx Patriciabirthdaystuff

Who Has The Key To Your Happiness?

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Busy, busy reading and writing day today. So of course the Sun is shining brightly through my office window practically begging me to come sit in the sunshine.

The mess from the storm has been picked up and I made my bed so it’s a good day.

This has been one of those weeks where I needed to take stock, as my Grandpa says. Take stock of the people and things that have inched their way into my world. Not necessarily bad although some have been a bit scary.

I like being alone. I’m not lonely. I just prefer to be alone. My therapist asked me if I thought it was because I can better control my anxiety alone. But that’s not it. I just have a long list of things I want to do, read, experience and I don’t like having to check in with people to make them feel better. I come, I go. I talk, I don’t talk. I am very comfortable alone.  Someone sent me a quote recently that said ” You come home, grab a book and a cup of tea. You decide if that’s lonely or perfect.” It is perfect. For me and this girl I am in love with, who looks a lot like me!

 

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Lovebirds

 

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Because this made me feel happy. And that is good!❤

Holiday weekends are so packed that I am not posting book reviews. Just sharing things that make me happy. Also I ran into the cupboard door this morning and got a whack right under my transplant eye so Anxiety snuck in along with her nasty sister Fear. Not sure if the double vision is from that or just more cornea healing so I’m going to cover it and wait for the good doctor to tell me. In the meantime I will try and be calm and send out lots of good juju!🌸

xx Patricia

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS and KISSES for BREAKFAST: Reflections on Fatherhood by Matteo Bussola

Sleepless Nights and Kisses for Breakfast: Reflections on Fatherhood by [Bussola, Matteo]

I think we are all happy this book was translated from Italian!  While we often see books about mothers and daughters and fathers and sons, this one is fathers and daughters!

This #1 Italian bestseller, offering a father’s observations of the everyday moments that might otherwise go unnoticed, has struck a chord with readers around the globe.
Matteo Bussola is a designer and cartoonist who lives in Verona, Italy with his wife Paola; their three young daughters, Virginia, Ginevra, and Melania (ages eight, four, and two); and their two dogs. For two years, he’s been writing posts on Facebook capturing the beauty of ordinary moments with his family. Sleepless Nights and Kisses for Breakfast is the memoir that grew out of these writings. Divided into winter, spring, summer, and fall, the book follows the different seasons of parenthood and life. At times moving, and at others humorous, these writings remind people to savor the present and appreciate the simple things in life.
As Matteo says, “Virginia, Ginevra, and Melania are the lens through which I observe the world. . . . My daughters remind me that being a father means living in that gray area between responsibility and carelessness, strength and softness.” Sleepless Nights and Kisses for Breakfast is an eloquent memoir by a gifted storyteller.”

Mr. Bussola is a born storyteller. He tells us the story of his adjustments to parenthood and raising his three daughters. As he says, he sees the world through their eyes.

When I started laughing out loud after just a few pages, I was hooked. I was impressed with the  way he uses words that are so descriptive he paints a picture in your mind. And it’s really written simply, but with big impacts with his little stories and discussions with the girls.

I think my favorite little tidbit was this one;

“So love is like music, Daddy?”
“Sort of, yes. But you can’t feel it through your ears.”
“Well, how then?”
“Well, through everything. Even your nose. Yours Hands. Your feet.”
“No way! How can you feel it with your feet?”
“I’ll give you an example. You know hat girlfriends do to their boyfriends, to test whether they really love them? Your mom always did it to me.”
“What?”
“At the beginning, when I used to go to her house, or she would come to mine, and she slept over, your mom would always put her freezing feet on my back or my legs.”
“And what did you do?”
“I left them there and warmed them.”
“But didn’t they make you really cold?”
“A little, sure.”
“So when Mommy put her feet on you, you heard music, Daddy?”
“Always.”

The girls are charming as are his reactions to them.

Does it sometimes read like his blog? Yes. Maybe a bit scattered, but it’s still a lovely story of a father being really present in his girls lives. How important active listening is and how important a father is in a girls life.

Thank you Netgalley and TarcherPerigee (Penguin). This version comes out May 9,2017.

You can preorder Here

Books,Books and More Books!   XX Patricia

Beastly Lights by Theresa Jane Release Day!

Beastly Lights

Gambled away by her brother, Freya is now bound to the music world’s resident bad boy Liam Henderson as his live-in maid.

Freya Coleman is a struggling artist who can hardly get by. With a past she would rather not revisit and a future that didn’t extend past her next cup of coffee, something had to change. Freya just didn’t know how much.

Liam Henderson lives in the spotlight. His wild nights and latest conquests make every woman want him, and every man want to be him. The rockstar has a carefully constructed persona to keep everyone out. That is, until a drunken night gets out of hand and he finds himself with the winning hand in a poker game, and the prize is a feisty redhead. A prize who just might break down the walls he has been so desperately hiding behind.

Thrown together, these two are a disaster waiting to happen. A disaster the world is eager to watch and comment on until their fingers drop off. What starts off as a fake relationship to improve Liam’s image, blossoms into so much more, and Freya is swept up into the world of bright lights and illusions. Everyone has an opinion when the lights are shining on their beloved rock god Liam Henderson, and they are eagerly waiting to tear down anyone who is bathed in the famous glow.

Can happily ever after exist when the whole world is watching?

 

What an enoyable read this was! A mystery with siblings estranged, parents killed and everyone pointing the finger of blame. At themselves mainly. A romance with two completely opposite lovers. A suspenseful read with more than one plot line!
The characters were all flawed but in a way that made you hope they could figure things out and be okay again. The hot rock star is hard to resist and was a hot mess! And Freya is a talented artist who doubts just about every move she makes. What is she so afraid of? Who and what is she running from?

A lot of hope, love and misunderstandings about life, and loss. Everyone was only seeing what they perceived to be true. I loved the hopefulness and the characters in this loveliest of love stories!

This will not be the last one I hope!