Happy Zombie Jesus Day!


Easter isn’t really a big deal in our house, more of just an excuse to get together with family for some good food and company. Originally we had planned to have Mr. Awesome Sauce’s mom and uncle over as well as my mum, but due to soon poorly tummies we ended up being a party of three instead of five. Still, the food was great (gnocchi with hot and sweet Italian sausage and mushrooms in a homemade tomato cream sauce) and as always, it was wonderful to get to spend some time with my mum. After dinner we decided to catch a movie and went to see The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, which was convenient seeing as I’d made Mr. Awesome Sauce sit down and watch the first one with me just the night before! Although I didn’t think it was a good as the first one, I still thought it was a great movie. Though, admittedly I may be a little biased seeing as I love Bill Nighy, Maggie Smith, and Judi Dench <3

Oh, and I thought you all might like to see the little quilted centerpiece I whipped up on Saturday (please excuse our VERY Christmas-y snowmen salt and pepper shakers). I picked some fabrics from my stash that felt very spring-y and Easter-ish, and made them up into two star blocks using HST (half-square triangles). It came together very easily, so I think I might make some more at some point to coordinate with some of the other seasons and/or holidays. Of course, if I do that I'm going to have to switch out the flowers for fake ones as I spent most of the day shooing the kitties off the table. Needless to say, the flowers will be going to work with me tomorrow so I can actually enjoy them rather than spending all my time picking up half-eaten flowers :(

I think I have enough of the purple and teal fabric left to make a couple more stars, or one bigger one, so I might have to make a wall hanging or something to take to work. I've got lots of pictures and action figures at my desk, but no quilty goodness. I think that needs to be fixed pronto! ;)

Anyway, I hope you had a wonderful Easter and that the Easter Bunny brought you lots of goodies. Just remember – those little black pellets aren't raisins!


Book Review: FEED by Mira Grant

I’m not generally a big fan of zombies. I’ve seen several of the Night of the Living Dead movies, the Evil Dead movies (Bruce Campbell, woo!), Shaun of the Dead, Zombie Land, Warm Bodies, the first few seasons of Walking Dead, and probably a few other movies I can’t think of, but to be honest, other than Warm Bodies I haven’t really been a fan of most of them. I’m generally the first one to admit that I’m a big wimp, and Mr. Awesome Sauce will typically agree and refer to my status as Delicate Flower. Zombies creep me out in a way that few other nasties will, and any kind of Zombie movie or show too soon before bed usually results in some pretty gruesome dreams. Yuck.

So, why on earth would I, a self proclaimed wuss, read a book about Zombies? Because my friend Bryan told me to. Bryan tends to enjoy a lot of the same books that I do, and totally gets my often dark and sarcastic sense of humor. So when he suggested that I read FEED by Mira Grant, I was a little skeptical, but willing to give it a shot.

Holy. Crap.

This book is awesome!

Sure, there are Zombies, and the occasional goriness (who doesn’t like¬†a little goriness every now and then?), but really it’s more of a political thriller, a who-dunnit of sorts, set in this post-apocalyptic, but completely feasible, future, where the human race has been overrun by Zombies. It’s not a story about eradicating the Zombies, its a story about learning to live with the threat that your neighbor, your mother or brother, hell, even your German Shepherd, could at any moment, become a ravening monster that wants to feast on your brains. It’s a story about people coming face to face with their own mortality while striving to deliver the truth to the masses at any cost.

FEED manages to take what I would usually consider a pretty dull subject – a journalist tagging along on the campaign of a Presidential hopeful – and turns it into this riveting, edge-of-your-seat tale about searching out the truth, freedom of speech, and doing what is right even when everything (and everyone) is telling you to just give up. It’s a story of perseverance and guts, and I loved every addictive word of it.

If you haven’t already, go check it out, and get drawn into the world of Georgia and Shaun Mason. Trust me, you won’t regret it.