I am officially done with crazy book. Thank goodness! It was such a train-wreck and so difficult to follow in spurts which made it hard to keep my interest. To help get me through it though, I did read through all of Gone Girl and had my next book ready and waiting. My next book is... drum roll please... And The Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini.If you haven't read Khaled Hosseini before, I feel very sorry for you. No I'm just kidding. But seriously, his books Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Suns are quite possibly two of my favorite books. Reading them is the epitome of immersing yourself in a world you never would have experienced in your everyday life. They're moving and so powerfully written, I just can't describe it. One of my coworkers lost her father who brought the passion of reading into her life. Since then she hasn't been able to pick up a book and follow it all the way through. I lent her my copy of Kite Runner and now there isn't a spare moment I don't turn around to see her nose in a new book.
Okay so my point is, please read these two books if you haven't already. Please. Now I can't vouch for his newest one, And The Mountains Echoed, but I'm hoping it's just as great as his others. As soon as I'm done I'll let you know.
Besides reading, I've been pretty busy with the rest of my life. The Walk of Hope was this past Sunday and I'm so glad I went. It was the smallest walk I've ever participated in but it was great nonetheless. There was a moment when we had made it all the way to the pier and turned around to walk back and I could see all the people who had been walking behind us. It made me tear up knowing each of these people had overcome the taboo topic of infertility to come together for them or someone they love. It made me so proud to be apart of it.
Afterwards we had lunch with our OC friends since we were in the area. These are friends who live more than an hour a way but try to make it out to the I.E. whenever they can. It had been almost six months since the last time we saw each other and it always feels like home when I see them. Last year Babe and I had inadvertently thrown a naughty Christmas party for all our friends and we had been considering making it a tradition. How do you do that you ask? Well you look up synonyms for a white elephant and send out an invite with the words "dirty santa" with a totally innocent mind. Then your husband answers yes when asked, "are we supposed to bring 'dirty' gifts". Everyone got pretty creative especially our OC friends. Well over lunch they had told us the gift they received from us had been the topic of conversation among their friends and were excited for us to throw another one. So it looks like we're doing it again this year. Except, how do we top this...
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