Wednesday, February 18, 2026

Promise Me Sunshine by Cara Bastone

Anyone paying close attention here (lolz) might notice there hasn't been a book review in a long time. That is because I am in a book rut. I was reading meh books and feeling bad about it. You know how you're in a book rut and you start to question your identity as a reader? Is this just me? I don't know. Anyway, Promise Me Sunshine by Cara Bastone was available as an audiobook immediately and Stephany and Kim had written about it gushingly, so I threw my actual TBR to the wind and dove in. 


Lenny is struggling. Her best friend died and her grief is overwhelming everything. She's not going home to the apartment she shared with her friend, she's avoiding her parents, and she's only taking short-term babysitting gigs. One of those short-terms gigs is watching Ainsley when her single mother Reese is working out of town. The only problem is that Ainsley's Uncle Miles is always around. He's grumpy, he's mean, and he's not helping Lenny (or Ainsley, for that matter). Well, he's not helping until he realizes that she's in a state of distress and then he has this crazy idea to make her come back to life.

This novel is crazy. It's grumpy/sunshine and friends to lovers romance, but it's also a novel about grief. In my head, I'm over here saying that Lenny should not get involved romantically until she sorts herself out, but I think these two kids are going to make it. I thought this book was so delicately written and plotted and I loved every second of it. I loved the secondary characters from Lenny's parents to the little girl Ainsley (and you know I normally think precocious kids are NOT good) to the doorman of the building. I loved the scenes on the Staten Island ferry. I loved feeling all the feelings. 

Also? You guys. I am Lenny and my husband is Miles. It's just how it is. 5/5 stars

Lines of note: 

What am I supposed to do? Wear a sign? Not strung out, just having a debilitating mental health crisis while navigating the most excruciating chapter of my life. (Chapter Two)

I mean, maybe a sign would be good?

Producing a book from nowhere, he reclines and is immediately the picture of someone who can entertain themself with nothing but their own intellect. It's irritating in an attractive way. (Chapter Twenty-Two)

YES!! Sometimes I just want him to pay attention to me, but he'd rather entertain himself. It's quite attractive, but I still want attention. 

I throw my arms out to the sides. "Let's be oil paintings, you beautiful bitch!"
He lowers his book and eyes me over top of it. "It must be truly exhausting to live in your brain." 
"You have no idea." (Chapter Twenty-Two)

Actual conversation we have in our house about once a week!

"I felt joy...real joy, and I didn't know I was capable of that feeling anymore, but there it was." (Chapter Twenty-Eight)

I hope someday I feel the lightness and happiness I once felt. 

Hat mentions (why hats?):

"I want one of those little Jackie O hats where the lace comes down over your eyes." (Two Best Friends Sit Facing One Another On a Twin Bed)

...opted for a top hat and a waistcoat...(Chapter Three)

"Are you fantasizing about the one in the hat or the one in the glasses?" (Chapter Six)

...Glasses was going to propose to me on a Jumbotron. I decline, most likely, and Hat doesn't believe in marriage, but would eventually agree to a courthouse ceremony after he accidentally read a page from my dairy and realized how important it was to me. (Chapter Six)

She's got a big fleece hat on and an Aladdin blanket over her lap. (Part Three: Forever After: I Am Laughing With My Hands Over My Face)

And it will look cute under a winter hat. (Chapter Thirty-One)

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If you're in a reading rut, what do you read to get you out of it? 

Tuesday, February 17, 2026

Moby-Dick Meme of the Month

 Mostly for Nance, of course. 



Monday, February 16, 2026

CBBC Week Three: The Age of Innocence, Chapters 19-26

Past discussions:
Week One, chapters 1-10
Week Two, chapters 11-18

Welcome to Week Two of Cool Bloggers Book Club (CBBC) for The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton. This week we'll be discussing chapters 19-26. 

There is an Internet archive of the novel and all page numbers I use in this post will be from that edition. 

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What happened in these chapters?

J's copy of the book!

May and Archer get married. 

The ring was on her hand, the Bishop's benediction had been given, the bridesmaids were a-poise to resume their place in the procession, and the organ was showing preliminary symptoms of breaking out into the Mendelssohn March, without which no newly-wedded couple had ever emerged upon New York. (page 186)

They go to Europe for their honeymoon. They meet a French tutor who Archer thinks is as interesting as Ned Winsett, but May thinks the tutor is common. He's looking for a job in New York, which even I know is foreshadowing. 

Flash forward a year later. The two are back to normal life, including going to Newport during the summer. Archer is bored. There are rumors that Beaufort is in financial trouble and may be near bankruptcy. May wins some weird archery tournament and they go visit Mrs. Mingott to tell her about May's success. Ellen is visiting Mrs. Mingott, but when Archer is sent to find her, he pretends he can't. 

Later on, the Wellands and May are occupied, so Archer heads to the Blenker house to see Ellen. Only the youngest Blenker girl is there because Ellen had been called to Boston. Archer lies to May that he has biz in Boston and finds Ellen quickly. Her husband had sent an emissary to try to bribe her to come back to him. 

"What were the conditions?"

"Oh, they were not onerous: just to sit at the head of his table now and then." (page 233)

Archer sees a face he can't place. Archer and Ellen spend a day together on a boat ride in "blessed silence" (page 239) and have lunch. 

By being so quiet, so unsurprised and so simple she had managed to brush away the conventions and make him feel that to seek to be alone was the natural thing for two old friends who had so much to say to each other...(page 240) 

Ellen cries because they can't be together, but promises him that she won't go back to Europe. I haven't said it yet this week, so here goes. Archer is a twat.

Back in New York, Archer sees the face he couldn't place in Boston. It was the French tutor, Riviere, from their honeymoon! What a coinkydink. He'd been sent by the count to get Ellen to come back, but Riviere thinks it's best if Ellen stays in the US. 

Oh, boy. Thanksgiving. Turns out that the family has been cutting off support to Ellen because they think she should go back to her husband. Archer had no idea. She's basically being supported by Beaufort and the rumors are his business is in trouble. Archer says he needs to go to Washington for biz, but May knows he's a liar liar pants on fire. 

"The change will do you good," she said simply, when he had finished; "and you must be sure to go and see Ellen," she added, looking him straight in the eyes with her cloudless smile, and speaking in the tone she might have employed in urging him not to neglect some irksome family duty.

It was the only word that passed between them on the subject; but in the code in which they had both been trained it meant: "Of course you understand that I know all that people have been saying about Ellen, and heartily sympathise with my family in their effort to get her to return to her husband. I also know that, for some reason you have not chosen to tell me, you have advised her against this course, which all the older men of the family, as well as our grandmother, agree in approving; and that it is owing to your encouragement that Ellen defies us all, and exposes herself to the kind of criticism of which Mr. Sillerton Jackson probably gave you, this evening, the hint that has made you so irritable. . .  Hints have indeed not been wanting; but since you appear unwilling to take them from others, I offer you this one myself, in the only form in which well-bred people of our kind can communicate unpleasant things to each other: by letting you understand that I know you mean to see Ellen when you are in Washington, and are perhaps going there expressly for that purpose; and that, since you are sure to see her, I wish you to do so with my full and explicit approval — and to take the opportunity of letting her know what the course of conduct you have encouraged her in is likely to lead to." (page 269)

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Hat mentions (why hats?):

tall hat and pearlgrey gloves (page 180)

a dark coil of hair under a hat (page 186)

limp Leghorn hat anchored to her head (page 208)

a wreath of ivy on her hat (page 211)

He found his hat and stick and went forth into the street. (page 231)

under her dark hat (page 232)

a long veil about her hat (page 239)

lifted his hat (page 249)

a wide flourish of his hat (page 250)

"No: but you can help — " M. Riviere paused, turned his hat about in his still carefully gloved hands (page 252)

M. Riviere again looked into his hat, as if considering whether these last words were not a sufficiently broad hint to put it on and be gone. (page 253)

 
Foxy shows off Jenny's library book. 


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Things I looked up:

monumental Britannia ware of their lodging house breakfast-table (page 192) - Britannia metal (also called britannium, Britannia ware, or Vickers White Metal) is a specific type of pewter alloy, favored for its silvery appearance and smooth surface. It was first produced in 1769 or 1770. After the development of electroplating with silver in 1846, Britannia metal was widely used as the base metal for silver-plated household goods and cutlery. The abbreviation EPBM on such items denotes "electroplated Britannia metal". Britannia metal was generally used as a cheaper alternative to electroplated nickel silver (EPNS), which is more durable. I could have read about this all day. 

Teapot, Britannia metal
Daderot, CC0, via Wikimedia Commons

memoirs of the Baroness Bunsen (page 193) - Baroness Frances Waddington Bunsen (1791 –  1876) was a Welsh painter, author and diplomatic hostess, wife of Christian Charles Josias Bunsen, and the older sister of Lady Llanover. After her husband's death in 1860, she published a memoir of his life: A Memoir of Baron Bunsen, Drawn Chiefly from Family Papers, by His Widow, Frances, Baroness Bunsen (1868).

quant a soi (page 201) - a French expression referring to a reserved, distant, or aloof attitude, often characterized by a refusal to reveal one's true thoughts or feelings. It implies a sense of personal space, self-possession, or holding back. The common phrase is "rester sur son quant-à-soi" (to remain aloof/reserved). 

Leghorn hat (page 208) - a classic, durable straw hat made from the fine, bleached straw of a specific Italian wheat (Triticum vulgare), historically imported from Leghorn, Italy, since the 1700s.

expiatory (page 210) - serving to make amends for

chamfered (page 218) - beveled, grooved

dansant (page 221) - informal or small dance; tea dance

Saconnet (page 225) - The Sakonnet River is a tidal strait in the state of Rhode Island which flows approximately 14 miles (23 km) between Mount Hope Bay and Rhode Island Sound. (I think)

Cowes (page 234) - an English seaport town on the Isle of Wight

Baden (page 234) - a historical territory in southern Germany

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Lines of notes:

It was less trouble to conform with the tradition and treat May exactly as all his friends treated their wives than to try to put into practice the theories with which his untrammelled bachelorhood had dallied. There was no use in trying to emancipate a wife who had not the dimmest notion that she was not free; and he had long since discovered that May's only use of the liberty she supposed herself to possess would be to lay it on the altar of her wifely adoration. (page 196)

"Newland never seems to look ahead," Mrs. Welland once ventured to complain to her daughter; and May answered serenely: "No; but you see it doesn't matter, because when there's nothing particular to do he reads a book." (page 222-223)

She had grown tired of what people called "society" ; New York was kind, it was almost oppressively hospitable; she should never forget the way in which it had welcomed her back; but after the first flush of novelty she had found herself, as she phrased it, too "different" to care for the things it cared about — and so she had decided to try Washington, where one was supposed to meet more varieties of people and of opinion. (page 241)

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Last week's homework:

Sarah sent along some photos of Mansion Hill in Madison, Wisconsin. Check it out!

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Questions to ponder:

1) What do you think of Newland's opinion of May and the way he thinks about her and describes her to himself?

2) Why did Newland pretend not to see Ellen after he hadn't seen her in a long time? Why is he a tool? Frankly, why is Ellen a tool? Why is everyone who isn't Mrs. Mingott a tool?

3) WHAT DID BEAUFORT DO? I'm honestly more interested in Beaufort at this point. What is causing his financial ruin and what do we think is going to be the outcome of this mess?

4) Is the French tutor just a plot contrivance for Wharton or do you think he's going to come back?

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Homework for you: 

Scavenger hunt! I want you all to pick a word that you're going to look for in next week's reading. I do this with the word "hat." Pick a common word and see how often it appears in the text - e.g., horse, lunch, tree, rug, etc. - and then report back next week. Bonus points if you tell us in the comments this week what your word will be. I, obviously, will be looking for the word hat.

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Upcoming CBBC schedule:

Monday, February 23: Chapter 27-34
Monday, March 2: Wrap-up

Sunday, February 15, 2026

2026 F.I.G. Collective - Week Two

Elisabeth challenged us all to find gratitude in February, so she created the Finding Joy in Gratitude Collective. Here are my FIGs for last week.

Sunday, February 8
My husband ran an errand in Chicago and I stayed home by myself. I love having a house to myself, even if I did exactly the same things I would have done if he were here (finishing my CBBC post, doing some cooking/baking, laundry, and working out). 

Monday, February 9
I'm so thankful for my good health. My colleagues were mostly out of the office today for the following reasons: cancer treatment, a random virus, woke up worried that the tickle in her throat might mean she has something and was worried about coming to work with the cancer patient (not knowing the co-worker with cancer would call out), and then there was me and my boss talking about the Olympics. 

Tuesday, February 10
The super cold snap appears to be over. Hannah and I enjoyed a long walk this morning (about 35 minutes, which is long for an old dog) in the just above freezing temps. It's amazing how warm 31F/-0.5C feels these days. 

BONUS: Look at how much sunlight is left when I go to my fitness class after work! Also, I didn't wear my winter boots! 
Wednesday, February 11
Beautiful stars in the sky on a clear night. 

Thursday, February 12 
We're taking the dog to the sitter tomorrow and she smells bad and your hand gets super oily if you pet her. I tried to get her to the dog wash in the town where I work, but it closes so early that I just couldn't fit it in. My co-worker found one a few towns over that is open daily until ten. I am so thankful that we won't be taking our stinky dog to the sitters. She's fresh and clean!


Friday, February 13
My Zelda cat. She is so perfect. Look at her attack eyes! She's about to lose her mind. I love that she's a "senior cat" who still plays and has zoomies. I love that she is a heat-seeking missile who climbs on my lap the second I sit down. I love that we had a play session before 6am this morning. All cats are perfect, of course, but she's the queen of our house. 

Saturday, February 14
A long tradition is that we spend President's Day weekend with my husband's brother and his family. This year my nephew had a basketball tournament, so we went to them and hung out. My SIL and I are peas in a pod and we went to an art museum where we had a blast. Yay for fun hanging out with relatives.  In a mini-frugal win, admission to the museum was free because it was the second Saturday of the month. Don't worry, I spent more than the price of admission at the gift shop.

We did a scavenger hunt. Here are our finds, starting in the upper left corner and going clockwise for:
1. Thing you'd most like to have in your house
2. Awesomest hat
3. Cutest animal/creature
4. Most interesting face



Do you do scavenger hunts at museums? Do you have a stinky dog?

Thursday, February 12, 2026

A Day in the Life, 2/11/2026

5:30am - The alarm went off. I read for about twenty minutes under my SAD lamp. I'm reading In Memoriam by Alice Winn and, based on the title, I hope you all understand that it's not a happy read. 

6:24am - Hannah and I are out for a walk by the river. It's amazing how warm 25F/-4C feels when there's no wind.

6:29am - Still on our walk. New billboard up for my college!

I get home, charge Hannah's LED collar, feed her, and feed myself.

7:26am - Getting dressed and putting on makeup. 

7:52am - On my way to work. I took this photo just to show everyone what my commute can look like. When people say things like "just go to Barnes and Noble/TJ Maxx/whatever else store" I giggle because I live in a place where farm equipment is a daily part of my life. 

Got to work and started working. That was checking emails and following up on some loose ends from yesterday. I chatted with my boss for a few minutes about how the degree audit software is going, talked with my co-worker about repotting plants, and then remembered that I should probably actually water my plants.

8:54am - The plants were watered.


9:05am - We're working on revamping all of our marketing materials for our departments. One of our chairs said theirs was finished, but I disagree. I printed it out and I'm going to take it up to her office to talk it over with her. 

10:38am - I just spent the rest of the morning working and drinking tea. 


12:14pm - Doing a short yoga video before I did my virtual stretch class


12:51pm - Now I need to eat lunch.


Then I worked all afternoon. Imagine me sending emails and calling people. 

4:24pm - Home and picking up packages off the porch. One is a probiotic for the cat (I can only find it on Amazon and when I order directly from the company, they charge me $5 more and ship it through Amazon anyway, so I have a subscribe and save for it, but don't shoot me for using Amazon) and new sheets!

4:32pm - Sat down to read a chapter of my CBBC book. We're traveling this weekend and I literally have no idea when I'm actually going to have time to write that post, so I'm trying to at least read the chapters early.

5:19pm - Dr. BB wanted me to edit a letter he was writing, so I did that and as soon as I wasn't writing or holding a book, this happened.

I look disconcertingly like my sister here. Boo.


5:48pm - Cooking dinner.


6:20pm - While the frittata is in the oven, I feed Hannah. 


6:43pm - If anyone ever wonders what I see while I'm eating at the table, it's this.


6:55pm - After dinner, I write a birthday card to my friend Nick (HI NICK - he doesn't read this blog).
Card from this Etsy seller


I then sat on the couch and watched ice dancing for two hours. Could I have worked out? Yes. Could I have finished my CBBC chapters? Yes. Could I have cleaned the bathroom and washed the sheets? Yes. But I didn't. The Olympics don't happen every day. 

9:07pm - Hannah and I went for a half hour walk. 

Then I got ready for bed, put the finishing touches on this post, and am going to head up to bed. That's a wrap. 

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Did you watch the Olympics yesterday? What time did your alarm go off?

Monday, February 09, 2026

CBBC Week Two: The Age of Innocence, Chapters 11-18

Past discussions:
Week One, chapters 1-10


Welcome to Week Two of Cool Bloggers Book Club (CBBC) for The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton. This week we'll be discussing chapters 11-18. 

There is an Internet archive of the novel and all page numbers I use in this post will be from that edition. 

What happened in these chapters?

Archer is approached at his law office by the head of the firm, Mr. Letterblair. Letterblair informs Archer that the Mingott family wished to consult with Mr. Letterblair regarding the Countess Olenska's desire to divorce her husband. Letterblair thinks Archer should be in on it since he's going to marry into the family. Archer is a snot about it.

Theoretically, the idea of divorce was almost as distasteful to him as to his mother; and he was annoyed that Mr. Letterblair (no doubt prompted by old Catherine Mingott) should be so evidently planning to draw him into the affair. After all, there were plenty of Mingott men for such jobs, and as yet he was not even a Mingott by marriage. (page 91)

But then Letterblair gives Archer all of the paperwork associated with the divorce, including a letter from the Count to his wife that Archer thinks would hurt Olenska's reputation and therefore her family's reputation if information from it got out. 

Archer goes to see Olenska and he's annoyed because Beaufort is already there. They discuss the divorce and he recommends she forget the whole thing. 

"Very well; I will do what you wish," she said abruptly.  (page 111)

A few nights later, Archer is at the theater by himself because May is in St. Augustine. Olenska is there and she tells him she has stopped the divorce proceedings. As he's leaving the theatre, Archer runs into Ned Winsett, a journalist who knows who Olenska is because she was kind to his child. 

At his office the next day, Archer muses that he wishes he were in Florida with May. Working sucks, yo. He sends a note to Olenska and she responds that she's "run away" to Skuytercliff, the Hudson mansion belonging to the van der Luydens. Archer, of course, finds his way to Hudson the next weekend. He runs into Olenska in the park and Beaufort appears out of nowhere. A few days later, Ellen sends Archer a note asking to see him so she can explain the events at Skuytercliff. Instead of responding, he packs his bags and leaves for St. Augustine.

(Weird thing I don't understand. The book now switches between calling her Olenska/the Countess to Ellen. I shall follow suit, but I don't know why I'm doing it.)

Once in Florida, May is excited to see him. May's mother thanks Archer for convincing Ellen not to sue for divorce. Archer is secretly annoyed, feeling that by not allowing her to divorce, the Mingotts are ensuring that Ellen will eventually become the mistress of Beaufort rather than the lawful wife of some upstanding man.

Alone with May, Archer gets on her to shorten the length of their engagement. May asks why he wants a short engagement. She wonders if it because he is not quite certain that he wants to marry her. She is afraid that this is because he is still in love with his mistress of years past. May feels that if Archer is still in love, his passions for his mistress should come before his social obligations to May. Newland manages to reassure May that he loves her.  But then! Archer is a twat.

It was evident that the effort of speaking had been much greater than her studied composure betrayed, and that at his first word of reassurance she had dropped back into the usual, as a too-adventurous child takes refuge in its mother's arms.

Archer had no heart to go on pleading with her; he was too much disappointed at the vanishing of the new being who had cast that one deep look at him from her transparent eyes. May seemed to be aware of his disappointment, but without knowing how to alleviate it; and they stood up and walked silently home. (page 150)

Once Archer gets back to work (I mean, really, who can just go on vacation for a week with no notice? this is NOT the life I live), he goes to visit Mrs. Mingott. Ellen shows up and she and Archer make plans to meet up the next day. When he arrives at her house, there are three people there - Ned Winsett (the journalist from leaving the theater), Agathon Carver, and Ellen's aunt who raised her after her parents died, Medora Manson. Ellen's husband, the Count, had asked Medora to convince Ellen to return to their marriage. 

Archer overreacts, startling both me and Medora. 

"That she ought to go back? I would rather see her dead!" cried the young man violently. (page 161)

Everyone else leaves and Ellen and Archer are left alone and they discuss Medora's request. What follows is a scene that makes very little sense to me. Archer suddenly declares his love and says Ellen can get a divorce and he can break his engagement and they can get together. She refuses, responding that it was Archer himself who taught her that one's personal happiness should never come at the expense of pain for others. Just then, a telegram arrives from May, stating that the Wellands have consented to push forward the wedding date.

San is reading through Libby.

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Hat mentions (why hats?):

On the bench in the hall lay a sable-lined overcoat, a folded opera hat of dull silk with a gold J. B. on the lining, and a white silk muffler: there was no mistaking the fact that these costly articles were the property of Julius Beaufort. (page 102)

 She drew them away, and he turned to the door, found his coat and hat under the faint gaslight of the hall, and plunged out into the winter night bursting with the belated eloquence of the inarticulate. (page 111)

"Tell me what you do all day," he said, crossing his arms under his tilted-back head, and pushing his hat forward to screen the sun-dazzle.  (page 141)

...May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes... (page 145)

She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. (page 146)

Under her hat-brim he saw the pallor of her profile, and a slight tremor of the nostril above her resolutely steadied lips. (page 147)

hats and overcoats (page 155)

On it lay a ragged grey scarf and an odd felt hat of semiclerical shape. (page 156)

Jacquie's book

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Things I looked up:

Pharisees (page 94) - a member of an ancient Jewish group or sect distinguished by strict observance of the traditional and written law

a canvas-back with currant jelly and a celery mayonnaise (page 96) - This is the third time "canvas-back" has appeared in this book, so I decided I should finally look it up. It's a species of diving duck, the largest found in North America.

The play was "The Shaughraun," with Dion Boucicault in the title role and Harry Montague and Ada Dyas as the lovers. (page 112) - "The Shaughraun" is a melodramatic play written by Irish playwright Dion Boucicault. It was first performed at Wallack's Theatre, New York, on November 14, 1874. Dion Boucicault played Conn in the original production. The play was a huge success, making half a million dollars for Boucicault. Dyas and Motague were actors in the same time period, so these are real people 

By Wisconsin Center for Film and Theater Research - http://www.wisconsinhistory.org/whi/fullRecord.asp?id=89173, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=30006551

as fine as anything he had ever seen Croisette and Bressant do in Paris, or Madge Robertson and Kendal in London (page 113) - Sophie Croizette and Jean Baptiste Prosper Bressant; Dame Madge Kendal born Margaret Shafto Robertson and W. H. Kendal - All of these actors appear to be real. 

bock (page 120, 122) - a strong dark beer brewed in the fall and drunk in the spring

and finally, about midnight, he assisted in putting a gold-fish in one visitor's bed, dressed up a burglar in the bath-room of a nervous aunt (page 128) - What does this mean? HELP ME. Is this just a series of pranks? Who has ever heard of either of these things? Please explain. 

black velvet polonaise (page 151) - a woman's dress with a tight bodice and a skirt open from the waist downward, looped up to show a decorative underskirt

un peu sauvage (page 158) - French for a little wild

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Lines of notes:

"You know, when it comes to the point, your parents have always let you have your way ever since you were a little girl," he argued; and she had answered, with her clearest look: "Yes; and that's what makes it so hard to refuse the very last thing they'll ever ask of me as a little girl."

That was the old New York note; that was the kind of answer he would like always to be sure of his wife's making. If one had habitually breathed the New York air there were times when anything less crystalline seemed stifling. (page 93)

This entire exchange made me so sad. Poor May. Going from her parents' control to her husband's. 

Newland Archer had been aware of these things ever since he could remember, and had accepted them as part of the structure of his universe. He knew that there were societies where painters and poets and novelists and men of science, and even great actors, were as sought after as Dukes; he had often pictured to himself what it would have been to live in the intimacy of drawing-rooms dominated by the talk of Merimee (whose "Lettres a une Inconnue" was one of his inseparables), of Thackeray, Browning or William Morris. But such things were inconceivable in New York, and unsettling to think of. (page 101)

Yes, it's unsettling to think of yourself having conversation with interesting people. *sigh*

To preserve an unbroken domesticity was essential to his peace of mind; he would not have known where his hair-brushes were, or how to provide stamps for his letters, if Mrs. Welland had not been there to tell him. (page 117)

Well, it's nice to know that weaponized incompetence is not new to the 21st century. 

...she gave an adipose chuckle and patted his knee with her puff-ball hand. (page 152)

SO MEAN.

Archer, changing colour, stood up also: it was the bitterest rebuke she could have given him. "I have never made love to you," he said, "and I never shall. But you are the woman I would have married if it had been possible for either of us." (page 169) 

This scene is so sudden and bizarre to me. 

mbmom11's book with Espurr as a gorgeous model


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Questions to ponder:

1. What's going on with Ellen and Beaufort? Why does Archer react so strongly to Beaufort?

2. Anybody else caught off-guard by Archer and Ellen's sudden outburst of love for each other? It seems like they've spoken very little to each other and it's been so fraught with talk of the divorce and her place in society. It's like a dumb insta-love trope in a modern romance novel. AND now we're in a "love" triangle with Archer, Ellen, and May.

3. Do we think Archer is cheating on May here? Should he be honest with May about what's going on with Ellen? Do we feel sorry for Archer because of how constrained things are for him? 

4. Anyone else annoyed that the POV here is Archer? I hate it. He's the least interesting.

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Homework for you: 

Okay, this book is set among the wealthy during the Gilded Age (1870s), a time in which the United States rose to power as an economic force, while more than 90% of its citizens were living in poverty. It's just a few years past the Civil War, but that war has (at least so far) not been mentioned. Immigration, poverty, voting rights - these are not topics Wharton has her characters grapple with. Since Wharton was writing this in the late 1910s/early 1920s in the wake of WWI, what point do you think she's trying to make by writing about New York high society? 

Are there any remnants of the Gilded Age near you? Leftover buildings, landmarks? Send them my way!

(If you want to send me a photo of your book, but forgot to do so this week, feel free to send it along this week!)

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Upcoming CBBC schedule:

Monday, February 16: Chapters 19-26
Monday, February 23: Chapter 27-34
Monday, March 2: Wrap-up

Sunday, February 08, 2026

2026 F.I.G. Collective - Week One

Elisabeth challenged us all to find gratitude in February, so she created the Finding Joy in Gratitude Collective. Here are my FIGs for last week.

Sunday, February 1 - A candle burning while I'm working out.


Monday, February 2
I made date balls yesterday. They are delicious. Two Costco trips ago, I bought a giant thing of dates and have been trying to replicate a date ball I purchased at a co-op grocery store a decade ago. I haven't quite nailed the dupe, but I have enjoyed my efforts. 

Tuesday, February 3
What's that you see? Not just ANY photo of the community center, but one in which I'm going to my Tuesday night fitness class and it's still daylight! The days are getting longer! I can hardly contain how exciting it is that the possibility exists for Hannah to get at least one walk in sun every day.

Wednesday, February 4
I'm in a bit of a media slump right now - books and podcasts aren't hitting in the sweet spot. I downloaded the sadly defunct podcast You're the Expert and have been relistening to the episodes and they are so so funny.  Let's all be happy for smart people discussing smart things in a funny way. 

Thursday, February 5
My boss asked us to set up a room to have a virtual option for one of our meeting about three minutes before the meeting started. My colleague was able to get it set up and we only started about three minutes late. Go her! I'm grateful she was there to help out. (And now I know how to do it for the next time.)

Friday, February 6
Yay for watching the Opening Ceremonies of the Olympics with my husband. You would think we were some sort of expert on things like dancing, fashion, and how annoying Shawn White is. Winners: The scarves on the athletes for Great Britain, the hats from Colombia, the crowd booing Vance, the Jamaicans always having a good time, the beautiful Psyche/Cupid dance, and how cool the Olympic rings looked. Losers: The crowd booing the one poor athlete from Israel, Mariah Carey's boring and out of place performance, the split city thing so that the poor athletes in Cortina got half-assed everything, Snoop Dogg - just everything he did annoyed me, especially when they had him on instead of the Haitian athletes, and Shawn White's constant talk of the snowboarders and where he has traveled.

FYI: I'm going to go ahead and pretend I'm from Canada for the duration of the Games. It seems more fun that way. 

I'm grateful for the Olympics to remind me that not all international operations are dismal. 

Saturday, February 7
Dr. BB and I went to a Skate & Ski event at a local park. We hiked around and they had these little signs posted on the trail and we had a fun time spotting them and reading them. I'm so grateful he's feeling well enough for outings like this and that our community has events like this.



What are you grateful for today?