Do you remember that episode of Friends where Monica gives the toast at her parents anniversary with the intent of making everyone cry so she comes dredges up memories of their grandmother & dead dog? “Sacred Time” by Ursula Hegi reminded me of that scene. It wasn’t a bad book, but it seemed forced, like it had been written with the intent to make people cry or gasp in disbelief. This book follows three generations in Brooklyn. When I finished this book I thought “eh”. It was just another book to me with pages & words. Again, it’s not a bad book, it just didn’t stand out from Rory’s Book Club list.

I’ve been eagerly awaiting reading A Month of Sundays by Julie Mars ever since I started reading through Rory’s Book Club list. Who wouldn’t want to read a true account of an author who went to a different church every Sunday for 31 weeks trying to resolve her feelings about her sister’s death? How cool does that sound? Pretty darn cool is the answer.

Plus, I think that this was the last book that was ever added to the book list. It was interesting to see an objective perspective on so many different types of religion, she even attended my church. At first it bothered me that she wasn’t really looking to join a church, but I think it was enough that she was looking for peace wherever she could find it.

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I was just looking at my categories column & it made me sad that there will never be another post in the Recaps category. I feel like I should hang a black wreath on that category or something. Instead, I decided to recap the entire show in one paragraph.

Lorelai got pregnant when she was 16 with the coolest kid in the entire world named Rory. They were best friends, unlike Lorelai’s Mom who was just a teensy bit evil. There were lots of boys around Rory & Lorelai, but most of them were losers. Coffee, lots & lots of coffee. Luke is pretty. Rory wanted to go to an Ivy league school & she did. Coffee.

Amy Sherman Palladino I’m not.

This happened a few months ago, but I’ve blocked it out until now. The 24th of July is Utah Pioneer Day, it’s a really big deal. Every year, my town has a fireman’s breakfast at 6 in the morning. Every year I forget this. So all of the fire engines are setting off their sirens, & going up & down the road blaring them while fireworks go off, I wake up & think “We are under attack”. Every year.

My favorite part is the cannons. They set off cannons too & I’m not entirely sure why. When I hear a cannon I don’t think, “I think I’ll just follow that sound I could really go for some pancakes right about now”. It’s so Stars Hallow.