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Leslie Daniels: Cleaning Nabokov's House
"...(A) funny and moving novel about a woman’s desperate attempt to rebuild her life. When Barb Barrett walks out on her loveless marriage she doesn’t realize she will lose everything: her home, her financial security, even her beloved children. Approaching forty with her life in shambles and no family or friends to turn to, Barb must now discover what it means to rely on herself in a stark new emotional landscape.
Guided only by her intense inner voice and a unique entrepreneurial vision, Barb begins to collect the scattered pieces of her life. She moves into a house once occupied by Vladimir Nabokov, author of the controversial masterpiece Lolita, and discovers a manuscript that may be his lost work. As her journey gathers momentum, Barb deepens a connection with her new world, discovering resources in her community and in herself that no one had anticipated. Written in elegant prose with touches of sharp humor and wit, Cleaning Nabokov’s House offers a new vision of modern love and a fervent reminder that it is never too late to find faith in our truest selves."
Richard Russo: Empire Falls
This selection comes from my vast piles of "books to be read" and I'm fairly certain I've owned it for going on a decade now. In keeping with one of my 2012 Intentions, I am going through these piles in earnest, and will be procuring the majority of my new reading material this year from said piles. It's time.
From a review: "Even the minor members of Russo's large cast are fully fleshed, and forays into the past lend the narrative an extra depth and resonance. When it comes to evoking the cherished hopes and dreams of ordinary people, Russo is unsurpassed."
Sounds pretty promising, no?

Ha! True that.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 08, 2006 at 02:02 PM
...Mandatory health care would be nice though.
Posted by: egan | November 08, 2006 at 01:58 PM
I'm not sure I'm on board with mandatory voting. Kind of takes away from the democracy of the whole process. It just strikes me as wrong.
Posted by: egan | November 08, 2006 at 01:57 PM
Mandatory voting ... now *there's* a concept. I can't imagine it ever flying over here.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 08, 2006 at 09:34 AM
I seem to be leaving the same comment today on the same topic :). Voting is compulsory in Australia or you get fined. It always amazes me how you have the choice in the US
Posted by: ChickyBabe | November 08, 2006 at 05:23 AM
Soup for everyone!
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 07:48 PM
Good for you Marsha! All the way from Japan; I'm impressed. And that soup sounds absolutely incredible. Care to share a recipe? I've got a little website I can post it to! :-)
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 07:12 PM
I had to vote quite awhile ago, mail in ballot and all. You have inspired me to make soup my favorite soup this week, I don't know what it is called, it is like a french onion with pureed butternut squash and pork roast, with brandy of course. I think I saw it on Emeril, I don't know. I love to cook, especially when the weather gets cooler because we have no A/C in the summer.
Posted by: Marsha | November 07, 2006 at 07:05 PM
Poops, any time. As long as you don't mind my off key warbling.
Paul, I know you were kidding. But you gave me an opening, so I took it to explain my love of the tee. ;-) I like to think of you as in-offensible.
Thanks, Judy! Me, too.
Egan, you're just too much, man. The little post that shouldn't, did. Go figure.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 06:58 PM
love it!
Posted by: kenju | November 07, 2006 at 06:36 PM
I know, Jennifer, my way of kidding.
I like it, it's my kidding that falls flat.
But you know that.
Yet, you let me stay.
Posted by: Paul in York | November 07, 2006 at 06:19 PM
I did my dear...several weeks ago. How about a Bonnie Raitt duet sometime?
Posted by: poopie | November 07, 2006 at 04:13 PM
Nope, we're purple and gold. I see Wordnerd is a Tiger. The colors are similar, but not quite the same shade of yellow/gold.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 04:08 PM
Wordnerd happens to be an LSU Tiger gal.
I thought the Huskies were purple and silver?
Eden, I want one, too. Unfortunately, I discovered them too late.
Paul, never. Not calling anyone names. It's a motivational tactic for young voters. Brilliant, really, in its own way.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 03:35 PM
wordnerd - I went to the University of Washington in Seattle. I'm a Husky.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 03:20 PM
Love the shirt...and I'm wondering what Egan's alma mater is, as there happens to be another kickass college team with purple & gold as its colors...just wonderin'...
Posted by: wordnerd | November 07, 2006 at 03:16 PM
Well, yeah.....but don't call me F*ucker :)
Posted by: Paul in York | November 07, 2006 at 03:10 PM
The city of Seattle is fine, but outlying areas aren't fairing so well.
No bake lasagne noodles are great. Oh, I do a similar thing with the utensils. I can't stand putting away big bowls in low cabinets.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 02:58 PM
That IS fabulous! I wish I had it today .I'd be wearing it.
Posted by: Eden | November 07, 2006 at 02:51 PM
Puts things away in the wrong place, even though he uses them every day and knows better. Little things like that.
I love the no-bake lasagna. I use it for my own spinach/crab concoction.
Today is looking like a soup day. Dark and stormy. Are you under water yet?
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 02:48 PM
Yes, I can eat the goat cheese lasagne when training. It's all about portion control. Tip: use the "no bake" lasagne, Barilla is our brand of choice.
We don't have a dishwasher in the house so it's a fun chore. What the heck does your hubby do while cleaning?
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 02:42 PM
The goat cheese lasagna sounds fabulous. Can you eat that kind of thing when you are in training?
My husband has been "helping" with the cleaning up lately, too, but in the most textbook passive/aggressive way possible. It's become quite comical, actually.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 02:29 PM
Moi, I don't cook all that often. I suppose I leave that up to my wife most of the time. She's a vegetarian so I let her handle the cooking. I'm her assistant prep cook or sous chef though. I do the cleaning and it works out pretty well. Top three dishes: roasted red pepper goat cheese lasagne, black bean soup, and homemade mac & cheese.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 02:09 PM
No, I'm not worried about turning anybody off, just about boring you to tears.
Obsolete sex toys sound scary.
So do floods in your lovely state. Sorry 'bout that.
Food is always good. Do you cook?
Hi, Phyllis! Enjoy your nap! I wish I was off today.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 01:54 PM
I'm off for election day. I've already voted, already blogged, already done all the laundry I'm gonna do today. Guess it's naptime. Woo hoo!
Posted by: Phyllis | November 07, 2006 at 01:49 PM
The ghost? I'm enjoying the banter so why would I stop. I guess maybe you're concerned all this chit chat about sports may turn some of your readers off? We can chat about America's Next Top Model, election day, flooding in our state, or obsolete sex toys if you prefer.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 01:48 PM
And, hey! Did you see Mr. Branch catch those fishes last night at the market? Got hands, that guy. Four for four, I think he was.
And hey, again! It surely can't count as a comment record if more than half of them are left by me. You can give up the ghost anytime you want, you know. I won't pout. Ha!
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 01:45 PM
I have to defend him. He's representin'. Even if he's doing a pretty sourish job at it.
We're getting all your PacNoWest rain here today. It's making me so tired I can't think.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 01:43 PM
Jennifer, my brother loves Mr. Branch. I guess Mr. Branch hails from Albany, GA where my brother lives so he's the pride of southern Georgia. My brother called me the day he was traded to Seattle to chat about how cool Mr. Branch is.
Really? You're defending Randy Moss? He does realize he's playing a game most of us stop playing at age 17 and getting paid at least 8-10 million dollars a year and he still pouts? Sorry, but I have zero love for him. He's talented though, I will give you that.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 01:41 PM
I'd pout, too, if I had his talent and played on a team on the fast train to nowhere.
He's just a kid, really. Or was, when he earned the bulk of his reputation. Immaturity isn't evil, just stupid.
T.O. Now *there's* a fine young man. Not.
I do like Mr. Branch, though. Seattle is lucky to have him.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 01:25 PM
Vastly over villified? I guess that depends on who you're comparing him to. Did you see him pouting on the sideline last night here in Seattle? He looks like a saint compared to Mr. Owens.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 01:24 PM
I have loved them since the age of 4. Courtesy of being taught the finer points of defense at my father's knee on Sunday afternoons.
Later on, a guy I went to high school with was an All-Pro corner there, and then, of course, there's my hometown (state, anyway) bad boy, one Mr. Randy Moss. Whom I adore and think is vastly over villified, for the record.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 01:22 PM
Nope, no spammers, but I love to add to the comment tally. So you love the Minnesota Vikings eh? Tell me more.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 01:19 PM
Meno, you absolutely do deserve one. And if they weren't sold out, I'd buy you one.
Egan, I think the most ever was ... around 40ish one time. Not sure exactly, but it stunned me. Why be careful? You're not going to sic the spammers on me, are you?
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 01:16 PM
Jennifer, what's the highest number of comments you've had on a blog post? Be careful how you answer this question.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 01:14 PM
I voted so I can bitch non-stop until 2008 right? Let's chat like this all day so we can feel extra special.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 01:12 PM
I want one. And i voted so i deserve one.
Posted by: meno | November 07, 2006 at 01:08 PM
Exactly! Keep your mouth shut today, lose your voice about it for the remainder of the year. That's my opinion.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 01:08 PM
Love the shirt. I'm a purple girl, too. If you don't vote, you can't complain. Then, where would I be?!
Posted by: Karen | November 07, 2006 at 01:07 PM
We could chat like this all day, Egan. It's gloomy and dark outside and I don't feel like working anyway. Besides. People might think I'm popular or something.
Purple and yellow are also the colors of my favorite pro football team. And also of my first Little League softball team, the Charlies.
Small world, eh?
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 12:59 PM
I see what you're talking about Jen. I'm not a lover of the goatee thing either. It's so mid 90's. I too like purple. If you mix in a little yellow with the purple you have my college colors.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 12:57 PM
If you click the picture above, you can see a photo of her male counterpart. Clearly, sans pecs/abs to speak of, plus with a scuzzy looking goatee sort of a thing.
Besides. I like purple.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 12:46 PM
Yep, boobs sell more t-shirts than a man's tiny nipples or rock hard pecs/abs.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 12:43 PM
I can't answer that mystery, Egan. I would have posted the man version here, but he was pretty much...boring.
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 12:38 PM
I already voted. Hurray me! Why are t-shirt models always women? I feel so dirty.
Posted by: egan | November 07, 2006 at 12:35 PM
Hee! Love it!!
Most excellent.
Posted by: tiff | November 07, 2006 at 11:58 AM
I'm glad you like it. I know some people will be offended, but hey. I yam what I yam and it is what it is.
LOVE Liam's shirt. :-)
Posted by: Jennifer | November 07, 2006 at 10:05 AM
That's FABULOUS.
Liam's school is a voting place and he was in kindergarten at the last presidential election. I sent him to school in a t-shirt that said "I'm too young to vote; what's your excuse?"
Posted by: terrilynn | November 07, 2006 at 09:21 AM