"My Mother's Keeper" and etc.
we've talked about "my mother's keeper" here before. i was moved by phyllisgabor's description of the book to pick it up a couple of weeks ago at a rummage sale for 50 cents.
i cannot finish it! simply can't. i almost got to the end - to the whole chapter b.d. wrote about a vacation that her family and her brother's family took at their mother's home. nothing went well. bette hated her husband (he was a bum who didn't have a job for twenty years - i think bette was an angel to him considering the circumstances), she yelled at the grandkids, and SHE SERVED REHEATED LASAGNA FOR LUNCH, which was GREASY. when i read that b.d. hyman was upset about the leftovers she got for lunch, i said, out loud, "i can't take this anymore!" and threw the book at the wall. b.d. hyman is a sleazy, petty loser. and so is her stupid husband.
worst book ever!
i finished doris day's autobiography, so it makes sense to now start reading rock hudson's book.
i also picked up a copy of a 1966 book called "that girl in your mirror," which seems to be a blatant ploy by vonda kay vandyke, miss america 1965, to continue to cash in on her title. it's a lifestyle manual-type book, with what is to me a new twist - she talks about how jesus can help you be gorgeous.
There is a stairway to beauty that presents an enormous challenge to every young girl and it takes work, patience, and time to climb.
Each step to beauty will be hard to mount alone in the dark, but with God's light and His guiding hand, you'll find your way to new heights of beauty.
When you think you've reached the top of the stairs, take a long look at that girl in your mirror. You'll see that she has a new air of beauty about her. She'll show a wider, more confident smile, and she'll possess an inner sparkle that only Christ can give.
But don't primp and admire too long, because if you let your gaze wander past your reflection, you'll discover that you are merely standing on the landing of another stairway that extends farther than your sight and longer than your life.
i cannot finish it! simply can't. i almost got to the end - to the whole chapter b.d. wrote about a vacation that her family and her brother's family took at their mother's home. nothing went well. bette hated her husband (he was a bum who didn't have a job for twenty years - i think bette was an angel to him considering the circumstances), she yelled at the grandkids, and SHE SERVED REHEATED LASAGNA FOR LUNCH, which was GREASY. when i read that b.d. hyman was upset about the leftovers she got for lunch, i said, out loud, "i can't take this anymore!" and threw the book at the wall. b.d. hyman is a sleazy, petty loser. and so is her stupid husband.
worst book ever!
i finished doris day's autobiography, so it makes sense to now start reading rock hudson's book.
i also picked up a copy of a 1966 book called "that girl in your mirror," which seems to be a blatant ploy by vonda kay vandyke, miss america 1965, to continue to cash in on her title. it's a lifestyle manual-type book, with what is to me a new twist - she talks about how jesus can help you be gorgeous.
There is a stairway to beauty that presents an enormous challenge to every young girl and it takes work, patience, and time to climb.
Each step to beauty will be hard to mount alone in the dark, but with God's light and His guiding hand, you'll find your way to new heights of beauty.
When you think you've reached the top of the stairs, take a long look at that girl in your mirror. You'll see that she has a new air of beauty about her. She'll show a wider, more confident smile, and she'll possess an inner sparkle that only Christ can give.
But don't primp and admire too long, because if you let your gaze wander past your reflection, you'll discover that you are merely standing on the landing of another stairway that extends farther than your sight and longer than your life.