If it wasn’t 11:39 p.m. and I didn’t just battle with Microsoft Word for two hours, I’d come up with something incredibly witty to answer the question of what my blog name means.
But instead, I leave you with this: My name is Lauren. Sometimes I write. (Often I procrastinate.)
(By the way, hello to my new readers, including those who came over here from HDS! So happy to see you all!)
The last book I read was actually Bridal Bargains, but that’s boring so I’ll go with the one I finished prior to that.
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
That’s right, the famous book by Roald Dahl. Believe it or not, I had never read the book before. I’ve seen both of the movies (and was, respectfully, scared of both of them), but never decided to try the original material.
I’m glad I did. It was an assignment for class, but I got a lot out of it. The book is cute,with a lot of adult asides – ones you wouldn’t pick up on when reading it with fresh eyes in elementary schools, yet make you raise eyebrows as an adult. The kids (with the exception of Charlie) are awful, but what I found most interesting is that the parents are even worse. Saying something perhaps?
If you haven’t read it, I suggest it. And if wondering, the second movie is much closer to the book than the original one (which, apparently, Dahl HATED).
(For more book reviews, check out my book blog: www.halfdesertedstreets.com)
I’ve gotten a few questions about how wedding planning is going. Good, really good. We have the date (September 24, 2011), location, florist and photographer already. We sent out save the dates. But the most exciting part has to be the venue.
We’re getting married at the Orlando Science Center! The ceremony will be on a 4th floor balcony, overlooking downtown Orlando’s skyline. Really classy, pretty. The reception…will be in Dino Digs. That’s right, while dancing and eating, our guests will be surrounded by dinosaur skeletons.
Different? Sure. Unique? Yep. Us? Definitely.
Because, really, a party isn’t a party without a T-rex.
Something I refuse to do:
Touch a snake. I will never, ever, ever touch a snake.
Ever.
I realize this is a sunset; dusk is a hard time to capture.
Dusk. It’s that in-between time that’s not quite day and not quite night. It’s when the sun is just about to set and the colors of the sky morph to a deeper, more vibrant hue. The day is over, yet the night is still to come and who knows what the sunset may bring.
Lauren Gibaldi 