It's not really a bad 'argh'...just an "Aw, man!" argh.
I just read about this awesome awesome thing from MotherReader...the Fourth Annual 48 Hour Book Challenge, where everyone who signs up reads constantly for that weekend (taking whatever breaks they want, but mainly focusing on the reading) and posting short blurbs/reviews about every book they read. The only requirements are that the books read be at or above a 5th grade reading level.
It sounds FABULOUS.
Only, it's June 5-7th, a weekend I already have mega-plans for...and even if I didn't have mega-plans for it, it's totally my birthday weekend and I'm not going to spend my birthday weekend holed up reading because there is Art in the Park and lovely family time and I could use that to make people play board games or Celebrity with me and take me out to Sophia's three times, at least. And a cookie cake from Hot Box Cookies, which did you know MAKES YOUR COOKIES WHILE YOU WAIT? Oh my freaking god. And it makes me sad that there will be no Art in the Park for me this year, because that is always Dad's present, to buy me something I pick out there, and I love it. But I have never had a getaway weekend for my birthday, and we did it for Neil a couple years ago--went to Chicago for IKEA and chocolate cake shakes at Portillo's and to see USA vs. Brazil play soccer and Ronaldinho was there (it's confusing because on the same team was Ronaldo, who is not as good but whose name is easier to pronounce, especially for a novice such as myself). And it was a FANTASIC trip. Except I made Neil miss the US's like, only goal because I was thirsty and he went to get me a bottle of water and himself a t-shirt and we scored. Did you know they won't give you the bottle tops to the water? Because people throw them onto the field too much? That's the stupidest thing ever. Like we don't have a billion other stuff in our purses we could throw down? I'd rather have a plastic bottlecap thrown at me than a mascara wand or some girl's used kleenex. Or fingernail clippings. GAG ME, I don't think there are many things grosser than fingernail clippings. But I am grossed out easily, so it's all pretty bad.
I have only had a little caffeine today, but I kind of feel like it has been more.
I am eating baby carrots and dip, and crunching the carrots always makes me feel tough and bad to the bone, like I am going to KICK your ASS with my TEETH so you better watch it. Except the name 'baby carrots' pretty much wimps it down.
So anyway, I wish I could do this fun challenge. I've never really participated in anything like it, but I've always wanted to...like read HP the weekend it comes out (never have, I always wait like a month), or go to the Crossword Puzzle Tournament or some kind of Set/Cross Sums/PathWords mash-up weekend somewhere (it doesn't exist, though) or a scrapbook crop or convention...just....something that I could devote an entire weekend to, and it would be awesome and I'd meet other total geeks such as myself who enjoy it, and we'd talk about it the whole weekend because come on, no one's husband wants to listen to their wife discuss the merits of chipboard letters vs. foam and how come the sticky backs never stay on the page like other adhesive letters do. That's one of the reasons I loved so much the weekend Emily and I spent almost *exclusively* scrapbook-shopping around St. Louis...we couldn't get sick of it, and we went crazy, and talked and talked and talked about what we liked and didn't like and wanted and hated and used, and spent far too much money (but not REALLY, because the WHOLE STORE WAS 75% OFF EVEN BASICGREY!), and it was exhilarating.
And I'm not saying an entire weekend devoted to 'pleasure reading' would be exhilarating. But I'd most definitely look forward to it, and I'd get everything all set up, like buy single-serving juices and finger sandwiches and pre-fill all the bottles of water I would need and mark off a space where I would be reading and blog about the things I read and see if anyone else would do it too, or if not, no big deal, and pick out the array of books I could choose from, being careful to include multiple genres and MOODS within genres (like, sassy chicklit, sassy sensual chicklit, sassy YA, naive YA, humorous fiction, celebrity memoir, clutter self-help, scrapbook idea books, etc) and turn off my phone and LOVE IT. And even though it would be tempting, I would not read anything I'd read before. Maybe that could be another weekend--Beverly Cleary weekend, or Judy Blume or LM Montgomery or Maeve Binchy or Nick Hornby or Lemony Snicket weekend.
It's weird, because although the idea of doing a single type of thing all weekend appeals to me, one of those 'TV Marathons' does NOT. It sounds depressing. And I am a huge fan of the TV! I just know I'd get so sick of it...even my Golden or Gilmore Girls, I fear, and that is a risk I shall not take. Also, I think I'd get too hung up on the 'not-being-at-ALL-productive' thing, and come to work Monday being ashamed to answer when people ask how my weekend went. "Awesome! I ate 5 bags of Baked Lays, an entire pan of brownies, and watched 100 episodes of Frasier straight through!" I mean, at least with reading, even if it's trashy, your mind works a bit. And that's more books I can put on my "Books Read" list (yes, I have a list. It is 66 pages long) and return to the library or put on Paperback Swap. And I might just come across a book that changes something about me, or how I think, in a good way, which happens once in a blue moon but is the most awesome feeling.
So maybe I'll just do it. My next free weekend is not for awhile, but it IS coming... (after May, I'm not working weekends anymore, and in June, we're traveling every weekend except the last one, when Steve will probably be here and he is TOO FUN FOR READING!) It'll be tough to resist the 'oh, no, things need to get done around the house or whatever' urges, but I think if I set aside a weekend ahead of time, and let myself look forward to it and prepare for it, it'll be a grand old time.
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About Me
- genevieve
- Columbia, MO, United States
I don't like some things.
Some might say, a lot of things.
}Skim milk
}Mealy gum. You know, when you've chewed it just a little too long and it's gettin' sticky.
}Post-its that don't stick (If I'da wanted a small square of paper that doesn't have a strip of removable stickiness, I would have saved my gum wrapper.)
}Mild cheddar cheese (WHAT is the point?)
}Shoes that conform to feet (i.e. Converses)
}Any Craig Kilborn replacement (Jon notwithstanding)
}Overhead lighting. (Lamps, lamps, lamps.)
}How clogs feel. (I need something covering my heel, people.)
}Indoor scarves. (Why? Just tell me why.)
}Scut Farkus' face. see also Stifler's face. (They're mean faces. The faces of a tool.)
}7th grade. see also Junior year of high school; sophomore year at Grinnell.
}February. (Never have 28 days felt so much like 31.)
}Too-cutesy scrapbook items. (Bees. Ladybugs. Fake-stitched anything. Letters with dots at the joints/ends.)
}Forced social situations (work gatherings; school functions where you have to stand and chat, like teas)
}That Jorge Cruise guy. (I'll 8 minute your morning, dillhole. I refuse to believe you were ever fat.)
}Going through a NYTX and getting no answers the first run-through. I feel so defeated. see also Monday NYTXs I can't finish
}Sunny Saturday afternoons
}Shared swimming lanes
}The stale smell of unwashed ashtrays
}The statement: "Don't worry. You'll find him someday!"
}Showering clean, then being surrounded/pushed/shoved by sweaty people on the morning subway during an NYC summer. Waste of time, my friends. Waste of time.
}Splurging on a coffee-shop-made flavored latte, then discovering they didn't put enough in to even taste it.
}Holier-than-thou vegetarians/vegans. (Grinnell was their hotbed, I swear.)
}Surprising raisins. Well, all raisins. But surprising raisins are the worst. I'll never forget the Schnuck's Curry Chicken Salad debacle a few years back.
}Chapstick that just sits there, wet and sticky, getting all up on my water-bottle lip.
}Hair that hasn't been washed for 24 hours or more.
}Really overly-long movies. (I am a big fan of the 100-minute film.)
}Iron-y tap water after days of Aquafina bliss
}When interviewees/commentators (particularly actors trying to sound British, Johnny Depp) say "Sort of." I know this is weird, but it's a lot more prevalant than you'd think. They're trying to explain their craft, or the scene, or something a little obtuse. And they completely overuse the words 'sort of.' Once I started noticing it, I couldn't stop. (Especially common during James Lipton meetings and DVD commentaries.)
}On female actresses who are supposed to be attractive: Big chins (Elisabeth Shue) and big mouths (Julia Roberts). I don't find it hideous on everyday folks, just on those who other people think are hot.
}Open-ended parentheses. I won't give one as an example because I'd need for it to be closed in order to not drive me nuts. Basically, it's a "(" without the ")".
}Loose hair, especially when wet
}Those roll-over-to-expand ads on the internets. Hate. They get me every time.
}This new trend of horror-movie ads not preparing you for what's coming. Usually, commercials for horror movies let you know, by a menacing voice or a threatening intro, what's coming, so I know to look away. But while we were in LA, Lily and I were furious at a new one that had a girl driving in her car when something scary jumped out behind her. No warning whatsoever. Completely unfair.
}When people say, usually to a group when giving a talk or something, "I'm not sure how many of you caught the PBS special on chicken turds [or whatever], but they blah blah blah..." Of course you're not sure. It's such a stupid phrase. SUCH!!!
}How the "Remove Page Element" button on this thing is right where the "Save Changes" button should be. I hover over it every single time I want to save. I'm totally going to inadvertently erase this whole thing one day.
}Skim milk
}Mealy gum. You know, when you've chewed it just a little too long and it's gettin' sticky.
}Post-its that don't stick (If I'da wanted a small square of paper that doesn't have a strip of removable stickiness, I would have saved my gum wrapper.)
}Mild cheddar cheese (WHAT is the point?)
}Shoes that conform to feet (i.e. Converses)
}Any Craig Kilborn replacement (Jon notwithstanding)
}Overhead lighting. (Lamps, lamps, lamps.)
}How clogs feel. (I need something covering my heel, people.)
}Indoor scarves. (Why? Just tell me why.)
}Scut Farkus' face. see also Stifler's face. (They're mean faces. The faces of a tool.)
}7th grade. see also Junior year of high school; sophomore year at Grinnell.
}February. (Never have 28 days felt so much like 31.)
}Too-cutesy scrapbook items. (Bees. Ladybugs. Fake-stitched anything. Letters with dots at the joints/ends.)
}Forced social situations (work gatherings; school functions where you have to stand and chat, like teas)
}That Jorge Cruise guy. (I'll 8 minute your morning, dillhole. I refuse to believe you were ever fat.)
}Going through a NYTX and getting no answers the first run-through. I feel so defeated. see also Monday NYTXs I can't finish
}Sunny Saturday afternoons
}Shared swimming lanes
}The stale smell of unwashed ashtrays
}The statement: "Don't worry. You'll find him someday!"
}Showering clean, then being surrounded/pushed/shoved by sweaty people on the morning subway during an NYC summer. Waste of time, my friends. Waste of time.
}Splurging on a coffee-shop-made flavored latte, then discovering they didn't put enough in to even taste it.
}Holier-than-thou vegetarians/vegans. (Grinnell was their hotbed, I swear.)
}Surprising raisins. Well, all raisins. But surprising raisins are the worst. I'll never forget the Schnuck's Curry Chicken Salad debacle a few years back.
}Chapstick that just sits there, wet and sticky, getting all up on my water-bottle lip.
}Hair that hasn't been washed for 24 hours or more.
}Really overly-long movies. (I am a big fan of the 100-minute film.)
}Iron-y tap water after days of Aquafina bliss
}When interviewees/commentators (particularly actors trying to sound British, Johnny Depp) say "Sort of." I know this is weird, but it's a lot more prevalant than you'd think. They're trying to explain their craft, or the scene, or something a little obtuse. And they completely overuse the words 'sort of.' Once I started noticing it, I couldn't stop. (Especially common during James Lipton meetings and DVD commentaries.)
}On female actresses who are supposed to be attractive: Big chins (Elisabeth Shue) and big mouths (Julia Roberts). I don't find it hideous on everyday folks, just on those who other people think are hot.
}Open-ended parentheses. I won't give one as an example because I'd need for it to be closed in order to not drive me nuts. Basically, it's a "(" without the ")".
}Loose hair, especially when wet
}Those roll-over-to-expand ads on the internets. Hate. They get me every time.
}This new trend of horror-movie ads not preparing you for what's coming. Usually, commercials for horror movies let you know, by a menacing voice or a threatening intro, what's coming, so I know to look away. But while we were in LA, Lily and I were furious at a new one that had a girl driving in her car when something scary jumped out behind her. No warning whatsoever. Completely unfair.
}When people say, usually to a group when giving a talk or something, "I'm not sure how many of you caught the PBS special on chicken turds [or whatever], but they blah blah blah..." Of course you're not sure. It's such a stupid phrase. SUCH!!!
}How the "Remove Page Element" button on this thing is right where the "Save Changes" button should be. I hover over it every single time I want to save. I'm totally going to inadvertently erase this whole thing one day.
}Cars in the summertime. Being in 'em, being beside 'em, being in parking lots full of 'em. YUCKS!
...but I do get a kick out of these (and you)!
See? I can be positive! Just look at these, with BONUS plus signs!
+Target bags. Not their purses (though those always draw my eye), but their bags that they give you when you buy something. White with the red targets all over them. It's just a good quality bag, especially versus the Wal-Mart/Hy-Vee/Schnucks/Gerbes bags of Columbia. They're reassuring. "We won't rip open just because you bought a frozen pizza that's a little too large for us," they say. When the opportunity arose a few months ago to send in used Target bags and get an eco-friendly one made FROM the bags,
I didn't buy the Newsweek magazine with the mailer in it. I regret that decision almost daily. (Although, I would have blanched at the thought of getting rid of ANY of my Target bags.)
+Finishing a whole container of lotion. (I have such a backlog!)
+Sweet butter lettuce, in salads or on sandwiches (like that gourmet burger place by our hotel in London!)
+My Scrap Area set-up, erected by my dear Neil
+Christopher Guest films (Okay, except "For Your Consideration")
+Lotion that absorbs quickly, while still giving me the moisturizing I crave
+Poor Toby, with his sad eyes and mighty Pam-crush
+When Sean darts around eating his crickets each morning
+Downloading a free trial of a game, ostensibly for 60 minutes, but some glitch lets it run and run until you quit out
+Heroes of Might & Magic II. Usually the Wizard hero. But the Sorceress & Warlock have their perks too.
+The way Kevin (of Scrantonicity) looks just like Allen Weltig when he smiles or squints!
+Electric toothbrushes
+Scattergories. Cranium. Encore. Apples to Apples. Trivial Pursuit. Password.
+Listening to the waves at night
+Envelopes where you pull off the paper to stick the flap on. No licking!
+Innovative chipboard (or other material) letters
+Surprising Neil with something special
+Breezy summer nights
+Simon & Garfunkel; Peter, Paul, & Mary
+My mama's laugh
+Those DirecTV commercials with the Best-in-Show/Guffman people
+This one body wash I bought once at the JC K-Mart, of all places. Skin Milk or something...it smelled like tapioca pudding.
+Moscato D'Asti. (First taste: when Mom & Pops took me out to Sophia's a few years back)
+Joe Buck. Even in commercials.
+Making Neil really laugh, when it comes from deep in his belly.
+Driving/riding at night, longer distances
+Balconies
+Cems, Grain elevators, and Snails. (These are what I 'call' on the road--like how people used to call VW bugs. Cems are cemeteries; grain elevators are...grain elevators, and Snails are those things from Sears on the tops of cars. I sometimes call Fake Snails, if they're not the "EX-CARGO" brand, but a Snail is only a true Snail when it has the logo on the side.)
+The Cupcakerie
+The anticipation of going to new scrapbook stores. I can never sleep the night before I know I'll be going!
+Puzzles of medium difficulty (i.e., Al Dente, a 500-piece photo still life of all these kinds of dry pasta the Dawsons have been doing since I was wee)
+David Eckstein. I *love* how he runs like hell to first base even on a walk. And he got married to his cute wife at Disneyworld! Come on.
+Driveways. I can see the beauty in every driveway in the world, honestly.
+Heirloom tomatoes with sea salt (also fresh edamame with same)
+Target bags. Not their purses (though those always draw my eye), but their bags that they give you when you buy something. White with the red targets all over them. It's just a good quality bag, especially versus the Wal-Mart/Hy-Vee/Schnucks/Gerbes bags of Columbia. They're reassuring. "We won't rip open just because you bought a frozen pizza that's a little too large for us," they say. When the opportunity arose a few months ago to send in used Target bags and get an eco-friendly one made FROM the bags,
I didn't buy the Newsweek magazine with the mailer in it. I regret that decision almost daily. (Although, I would have blanched at the thought of getting rid of ANY of my Target bags.)
+Finishing a whole container of lotion. (I have such a backlog!)
+Sweet butter lettuce, in salads or on sandwiches (like that gourmet burger place by our hotel in London!)
+My Scrap Area set-up, erected by my dear Neil
+Christopher Guest films (Okay, except "For Your Consideration")
+Lotion that absorbs quickly, while still giving me the moisturizing I crave
+Poor Toby, with his sad eyes and mighty Pam-crush
+When Sean darts around eating his crickets each morning
+Downloading a free trial of a game, ostensibly for 60 minutes, but some glitch lets it run and run until you quit out
+Heroes of Might & Magic II. Usually the Wizard hero. But the Sorceress & Warlock have their perks too.
+The way Kevin (of Scrantonicity) looks just like Allen Weltig when he smiles or squints!
+Electric toothbrushes
+Scattergories. Cranium. Encore. Apples to Apples. Trivial Pursuit. Password.
+Listening to the waves at night
+Envelopes where you pull off the paper to stick the flap on. No licking!
+Innovative chipboard (or other material) letters
+Surprising Neil with something special
+Breezy summer nights
+Simon & Garfunkel; Peter, Paul, & Mary
+My mama's laugh
+Those DirecTV commercials with the Best-in-Show/Guffman people
+This one body wash I bought once at the JC K-Mart, of all places. Skin Milk or something...it smelled like tapioca pudding.
+Moscato D'Asti. (First taste: when Mom & Pops took me out to Sophia's a few years back)
+Joe Buck. Even in commercials.
+Making Neil really laugh, when it comes from deep in his belly.
+Driving/riding at night, longer distances
+Balconies
+Cems, Grain elevators, and Snails. (These are what I 'call' on the road--like how people used to call VW bugs. Cems are cemeteries; grain elevators are...grain elevators, and Snails are those things from Sears on the tops of cars. I sometimes call Fake Snails, if they're not the "EX-CARGO" brand, but a Snail is only a true Snail when it has the logo on the side.)
+The Cupcakerie
+The anticipation of going to new scrapbook stores. I can never sleep the night before I know I'll be going!
+Puzzles of medium difficulty (i.e., Al Dente, a 500-piece photo still life of all these kinds of dry pasta the Dawsons have been doing since I was wee)
+David Eckstein. I *love* how he runs like hell to first base even on a walk. And he got married to his cute wife at Disneyworld! Come on.
+Driveways. I can see the beauty in every driveway in the world, honestly.
+Heirloom tomatoes with sea salt (also fresh edamame with same)
Yum...guilty pleasures.
First of all, what is a guilty pleasure? Something to be ashamed of? Or is it just something we like that we think most people don't?
*Sauce specific to restaurants, sometimes straight out of the packet (Arby's sauce; Taco Bell mild)
*Happy 1960s & 70s songs, like "I'm Into Something Good" or anything Abba
*Rock of Love with Bret Michaels (And I'm so glad Neil joins me in this trashfest!)
*A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila, and its successor, That's Amore!
*The McRib sandwich. Extra pickles and sometimes onions.
*Crying during either of the two Josh Groban songs he did on Ally McBeal
*Hearing the dish on rude celebrities via Lily & Steve
*Cottage cheese with diced tomatoes, garlic, & onions (is this guilty since it's halfway good for me?)
*Buying gobs and gobs of whatever scrapbook supplies I want. (This is no longer an indulgence I can partake of as often as I once did, and that's fine by me! A person can only organize so many alphabet stickers.)
*Looking at Neil's ring glisten in new kinds of light
*Listening to (& leaving) long rambling messages on voicemail from (& for) Emily
*Floating in the Lazy River--not against it, with it--after I'm done with my workout
*Lazing in bed til noon on the weekend
*Poison, obviously
*Cherry Chip cake with pink cherry icing
*Sauce specific to restaurants, sometimes straight out of the packet (Arby's sauce; Taco Bell mild)
*Happy 1960s & 70s songs, like "I'm Into Something Good" or anything Abba
*Rock of Love with Bret Michaels (And I'm so glad Neil joins me in this trashfest!)
*A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila, and its successor, That's Amore!
*The McRib sandwich. Extra pickles and sometimes onions.
*Crying during either of the two Josh Groban songs he did on Ally McBeal
*Hearing the dish on rude celebrities via Lily & Steve
*Cottage cheese with diced tomatoes, garlic, & onions (is this guilty since it's halfway good for me?)
*Buying gobs and gobs of whatever scrapbook supplies I want. (This is no longer an indulgence I can partake of as often as I once did, and that's fine by me! A person can only organize so many alphabet stickers.)
*Looking at Neil's ring glisten in new kinds of light
*Listening to (& leaving) long rambling messages on voicemail from (& for) Emily
*Floating in the Lazy River--not against it, with it--after I'm done with my workout
*Lazing in bed til noon on the weekend
*Poison, obviously
*Cherry Chip cake with pink cherry icing
New & better habits formed & forming
- Brushing teeth twice a day now, instead of just in the morning
- Coupon-clipping and bargain shopping like a mofo
- Doing NYT crosswords pretty much daily online
- Getting to bed earlier than 2:00
- Journaling (see left)
- Keeping a close eye on finances online
- Keeping house in good shape (dishes, picked up)
- No snacking after Neil goes to bed (still working on this one...)
- Not really buying scrapbook stuff anymore
- Paying off credit card debt, slowly but surely
- Paying off money Dad has fronted us for many occasions
- Reading books regularly
- Swimming again during the work-week
- Turning down the heat whenever I leave for work
- Using the library again instead of buying every book I want
Major goals & purchases
::Pay off credit cards
-Macy's
-Target
-Chase Freedom
-Capital One
-Neil's Leopard
-Commerce Bank back-up
::Get married!
::Go through all tubs in BR #2
::Sell eBay items for majority of the summer, when I'm off
::Find a place for all scrapbook stuff, accessibly
::Lose lbs, in 10-pound increments
::Go swimming on a regular basis
::Dyson purchase (We like the Animal one, in case we ever get a dog)
::PC Laptop (which may be moot if Leopard/Windows installs successfully! Yay!)
::Sort through scrapbook odds and ends and store it all
::Read all 40-something DBRL books stacked on my dresser
::Empty green boxes of magazines & Harlequins
::Finish going through already-read magazines to save articles & toss the rest
::Do my 2008 taxes with Pops
-Macy's
-Target
-Chase Freedom
-Capital One
-Neil's Leopard
-Commerce Bank back-up
::Get married!
::Go through all tubs in BR #2
::Sell eBay items for majority of the summer, when I'm off
::Find a place for all scrapbook stuff, accessibly
::Lose lbs, in 10-pound increments
::Go swimming on a regular basis
::Dyson purchase (We like the Animal one, in case we ever get a dog)
::PC Laptop (which may be moot if Leopard/Windows installs successfully! Yay!)
::Sort through scrapbook odds and ends and store it all
::Read all 40-something DBRL books stacked on my dresser
::Empty green boxes of magazines & Harlequins
::Finish going through already-read magazines to save articles & toss the rest
::Do my 2008 taxes with Pops
I'm going to make up a survey. Also included are quiz questions I've been working on.
- Scattergory fun! Name as many things as you can think of that you want right now. Use as many letters of the alphabet to name these things as you can, but use each letter only once. (For example, I want: Apple pie; BCBG perfume; Corvette; Dansko shoes; Eli Manning...etc)
- What sport do you watch with regularity?
- Will you pay for bottled water?
- Are you anal, or laid-back? NO gray areas here.
- How do you feel about snakes?
- Name three TV shows that have turned into movies (regardless of whether the TV show continues broadcasting).
- Now name three movies that have turned into TV shows.
- Have you been to Canada? Why?
- Where is the best lemonade?
- Who is your favorite extended family member?
- When you're putting something together in the kitchen--a recipe, or a sandwich, or whatever--do you put each used item away as you use it, or all at the very end? (Or do you just leave everything out for someone else to clean up?)
- Name the three NBA teams whose mascots do NOT end in the letter "S."
4 comments:
Wow. I would love to give that 48-hour reading thing a go... Is it just in Columbia? Is it a nationwide thing? Sadly, I am booked for that weekend, too, but I may just do my own 48-hour read-a-thon... it would be a great way to at least start some of the many books on my list TO read (that happens to be a long list, but I am slowly trying to work my way through it.)
the only question- is sleeping allowed at all? True, there have been times when I've stayed up WAY later than I should reading (e.g. when I'm on a Harry Potter kick and I've hit the point of no return in one of the books), but even then, if my eyes are heavy, it doesn't matter how good the book is, I need some sleep...
I hope you get to do it, if not this year, maybe next year.
That's what I think, too! Really reading, for long amounts of time, is like spending money on a vacation, to me--no, there's never going to be a great time for it...you just have to DO it!
The explanation says that 'challengers' are allowed to choose if they want to stop and go out to dinner, sleep, shower, etc--some folks have to take their kids to soccer, things like that--it just asks that you make it a true challenge, I think so the 'reading' part doesn't become a "I'll get to it" thing...you know?
But yeah, I could NEVER read for even 24 hours. Those walk-a-thon, dance-a-thon, rock-a-thon things MAY be do-able, because you're with a bunch of people and you're being active, but sitting in comfort reading a book, for me, would mean I'd probably fall asleep VERY easily when the urge hits. :) I'm betting, though, that if you're in the middle of a book that turns out to be AMAZING, you'd be more forgiving (to yourself--I know I always beat myself up when I see how late it's gotten if I'm really engrossed) if you wanted to stay up really late reading it.
~genny
Oh, yeah, and I forgot to answer your first question--not a local thing, as far as I know! Though it would be totally neat if DBRL made their space available that whole time for folks to 'marathon' in!
Phew!!!! Are you SURE you weren't overcaffeinated for that? Ha ha! THat was a BRAIN DUMP to end all brain dumps!
And yeah, that weekend WAS magical.
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