On to #bookofthemonth title number two of August's box! So far so excellent.

I entirely unintentionally befriended the neighbor's over friendly cat.

What have I done.

My own indoor kitty is going to be so jealous.

One of my favorites so far this year!
Dark, intense, disturbing. The kind of book that makes you uncomfortable and question the difference between right and wrong and wonder at the nature of love.
#botm

One of my favorites so far this year!
Dark, intense, disturbing. The kind of book that makes you uncomfortable and question the difference between right and wrong and wonder at the nature of love.

When the power's been out for almost 24 hours but you're really digging your new #bookofthemonth

#tbt to the time I visited the beautiful farmland home where Laura began writing the Little House books!

#recommendsday My favorite travel guide! I used this baby a lot during my cross country road trip last summer. With the best routes to take and unique destinations to check out along the way, this continues to be an invaluable resource for both the planning stages and the hours on the road!

Not my favorite running book but it was fun nonetheless. There's a sparseness to it that made the story that much more believable.

Much quieter and subtler than I was expecting and I loved it for that. #botm

Saturdays in summer were made for porch reading. #botm

Vacation reading. Dreaming of this being my permanent reading spot.

It wouldn't be summer without a cute Sarah Dessen read (or some juicy tomatoes!).

Girl power to the max!

My summer reading has a tendency toward books with "summer" in the title. This one does not disappoint.

Like a watered down Nicholas Sparks. But not as entertaining.

Tough stuff. Honest and sad and compassionate. A side of the Columbine tragedy I hadn't yet experienced in any form and am glad that Ms. Klebold was willing to share with us.

Perfect day for a beachy read on Grandma's front porch!

Ahh, Sunday mornings.

Terrifying. The writing is so descriptive and believable, I felt like I was trapped in the desperately cold and infinitely isolating tundra of Alaska right with the characters on their seemingly impossible quest.

Friday evening date with the couch.

Not as furiously funny as Let's Pretend This Never Happened, but still relatable and entertaining.

One of those stories that's all about a new, sassy, great girl friendship.

Heartbreaking. Most of the characters weren't terribly likable but I wanted to give each a hug. And also a nudge to go and tell your parent/spouse/sibling everything you haven't told them. They need to hear it and they can handle it.

I sure do love me a good metaphor.

Right on, Jenny.

I wish this book had existed about 20 years ago so I could have read it as a kid. It's magical and happy and sad and curious and makes me want to travel to the hills of Tennessee.

"It is a known fact that the most extraordinary moments in a person's life come disguised as ordinary days."
Ain't that the truth.

The unnecessary sequel that I loved for its closure after the stupidly hilarious but sobbingly traumatic experience that was Winger.

Fangirling for Fangirl. So adorable and real.