I am terribly behind in reading Catfish and Mandala (by Andrew Pham) for my book club meeting tonight. It is beautifully written and very powerful. Unfortunately Hannah is on a new nap schedule and I’m not doing too well on the spead reading. It’s been a somewhat rough week. I’m trying to get Hannah on an afternoon nap schedule, rather than a morning nap schedule. It’s late morning and she’s walking around with her blanket and her thumb in her mouth but I can’t put her down for a nap because I’ve got to pick Rachel up in a half hour.

Wish me luck.

Update: I did not pull a honeystyrain and finish the book, but I did pretty well. I got far enough to contribute comfortably to the discussion (got 3/4 of the way through}. The book is a powerful account of a Vietnamese-American’s journey (via bicycle) back to Vietnam in search of closure and identity. Not as good as last month’s pick, The Kite Runner, but definitely a good ead. It will take you there in vivid detail. Achingly.

Make sure your stomach is ready. He had dysentery most of his time there. Lots of talk of the food he ate, and the way it exited his body.

But very good. Really.