Books and Movies

Let's start with an ecard that I can closely relate to:

Sad, but true.

I'm reading Gone Girl for the second time after finishing the rest of Flynn's novels. She's excellent.  I read Sharp Objects years ago and wondered why no one was talking about this author.  Gone Girl put her on the map, but I've enjoyed all her books.

And, in the movie version, Ben Affleck will play Nick and Rosamund Pike (who?) will play Amy.  Can't wait!

My next read will be Wolf of Wall Street.

Perfect for Leo.

The trailer is awesome:

And, I'm pretty much beside myself in anticipation for the Salinger movie:

I'll be reading Catcher in the Rye again soon.

We considered naming Carter "Holden" because of that book.  It's just so good.  

John Green's Fault in our Stars will hit the screen soon.  The book was pretty good, but felt very young adult to me.  

It did, however, produce this quote which encompasses so much of how I feel about books.

 “Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book. And then there are books which you can't tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.”

Finally, I loved THIS list with details on books being made into movies soon.  Two of my favorite things in life.  

Anything I'm missing?

21 Hours

It's not easy being a child of mine.

(Or a spouse.....just ask Blake.....he took this day off.)

Here's a sample of less than a day in the life.

We started out at noon with ice cream (after lunch) at Pepper Tree in Vista, CA.

Old school, been around for 50 years, nostalgic stop just minutes from our house.  Yum.

Cruised down to Balboa Park for an art walk.

Toured about 1/10th of the fabulous Balboa Park.  We have so much to explore......this place is amazing.  My next project.

Railroad Museum.

This just in: Jack still loves trains.

And out to the lily pad.  

Quick tour of the Timken Museum of Art.

Jack spied a naked statue of a man and it was all downhill from there.

Back to the lily pad.

Botanical Gardens.

More walking.

Some unannounced education on civil rights.

And, a discussion on the growth of trees and roots.

The Organ Pavilion.

The Visitor Center.

And, mom stopping every 2 minutes to photograph the amazing intricate designs of buildings.

They couldn't have cared less.

Back to the.....oh, you know by now.

A brief stop at the science museum.

Some day dreaming about our next proposed membership.

A quick consideration for alternate transportation.

Mom said no.

And, we were in off in search of the mushroom house.

Link HERE.

Spoiler alert: We never found it.

But, I shopped for houses while looking.

I prefer those with a view like this.

A hike at a Scripps Coastal Reserve.

Some waving to the very brave people up in the air.

"Can we do it, mom?"

Not today.

More real estate shopping.

And, a pause to thank God we live here.

An education (always....whether they like it or not) on where we are.

And, as always, some entertainment.

A drive through Bird Rock and our old stomping grounds from vacation in La Jolla prior to the big move out west in 2010.

And, finally to the zoo.

Spotted some peacocks in the trees.  Nighttime zoo brings out some crazy animal behavior.

A skyfari ride.

And, some exhibits that we hadn't seen before.

A brief talk with this sweet elephant.....and a demo on how he drinks water.

Some comparison on life today and long ago.

A re-enactment on the Geico commercial we can't get enough of these days.

Hump daaaaaaay!

The sun set and the lanterns turned on.

And, we rode the skyfari again.

Arrived home to sleep.

And, wake again at 5am, per Carter's request, for some sunrise surfing.

The world was still asleep.

And, the usual very busy beach was quiet and peaceful.

As was Jack.

Lainey got a surf lesson.

Jack and I stayed back to rest.

We discussed the life of a sea fisherman.

And grabbed breakfast on the way home.

9am.

A nap was in order.

Time to rest.