The hermit emerges, dusty books in hand
I feel like a hermit emerging from a cave, blinking at the sunlight. Hmm, it appears to be spring. Of a different year.
It has been a very long time since I touched this blog or any others. My sabbatical from blogs must have started about the time my laptop died, taking all my bookmarks with it. But I'm back.
Now, the ever-present question: Read any good books lately?
As a matter of fact, I have. I just finished Michael Snyder's My Name Is Russell Fink. Russell is a neurotic copier salesman with one too many women in his life. I don't know how I missed reading it when it first came out, but I'll be a lot faster to snatch up his second one. I believe it's coming out this summer, from Zondervan.
Besides reading a tall stack of nonfiction as research for my next project, I'm plowing through a pile of Life, Saturday Evening Post, and Ladies' Home Journals from 1940 and 1941. They're like time capsules. Great fun.
posted by Meg @ 12:26 PM
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Haha, welcome back to the technological age!
Come over - I didn't realize till I'd mixed up the batter that I only have 1 muffin tin, so I couldn't make cupcakes unless I did them in batches. So I made a cake. I still have half of it. It's carrot, with crm cheese frosting.
I was thinking about making a carrot cake just the other day but I didn't act on the impulse. Now I can enjoy yours instead. If there's any left.
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