A FRIDAY FOR READING…AND PAMPERING…

Fridays are not my usual time to chat here, but I am sitting next to these Disney figurines and my coffee cup (above), and feeling like sharing.  I am also ignoring the housekeeping I need to do!  I did do a few things, but will postpone the heavy cleaning until later.  LOL

As I read my library copy of Manhattan Beach, I am swept back in time…to an era that pre-dates me (1930s), but the 1940s are now making an appearance in the story, and I am reminded of tales my parents told of that time.  My family lived on the West Coast, while Anna Kerrigan, in this story, lived in Brooklyn.  There were similar fears and feelings, no matter where one lived during this memorable time.

Anna Kerrigan, nearly twelve years old, accompanies her father to visit Dexter Styles, a man who, she gleans, is crucial to the survival of her father and her family. She is mesmerized by the sea beyond the house and by some charged mystery between the two men.

‎Years later, her father has disappeared and the country is at war. Anna works at the Brooklyn Naval Yard, where women are allowed to hold jobs that once belonged to men, now soldiers abroad. She becomes the first female diver, the most dangerous and exclusive of occupations, repairing the ships that will help America win the war. One evening at a nightclub, she meets Dexter Styles again, and begins to understand the complexity of her father’s life, the reasons he might have vanished.

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I am always intrigued by how the women were offered opportunities not available to them when the men were home.  I could sense the feeling of adventure that heightened their experiences, and how the women took the chance to discover new skills, even some independence not previously offered to them.

Anna was a character I enjoyed.

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Later today I have scheduled a mani…and then I’ll probably have dinner out.  I know…I should do the housework before I get my nails done, as not wanting to “mess them up” will be another excuse not to dig into the heavy stuff.  Sigh.  Here’s the color I chose last time.  Should I keep it, or change it?

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What lies ahead for your weekend?  Adventures?  Movies?  Reading?

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8 thoughts on “A FRIDAY FOR READING…AND PAMPERING…

  1. The 1930’s and 40’s to me sound so far away and yet I was born at the end of the 40’s. I often stop to think how the 70’s and 80’s are like that for others. Weird! I don’t do my nails but maybe I should and then I’d have one more excuse for no housework, but today someone is coming for morning tea so I better tidy up a bit!!

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    • I think of these eras as part of my past, but distant past for the 1940s. The 70s and 80s are recent enough to call up nostalgic moments.

      Having guests is a motivator for housework.

      So maybe I should plan something. Lol

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  2. I borrowed this one from the library. Your descriptions sound so good. Now to make time to read it 🙂 Hope you enjoy your night out. I love the nail color. Have fun!

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    • Thanks, Jenea, I liked Manhattan Beach more in the beginning…and now there are some enjoyable moments…and some that are a snooze. LOL.

      The nail color is my usual…but yesterday I changed them up a little to a reddish purple (burgundy?).

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  3. I’ve had my nails done a few times and I always love it right after I have them done but I mess them up super quick. I envy people who can keep their hands looking pretty. I’m not sure what I do wrong but I’ll just be sitting still and they get dinged up! I love the color you’ve got now but a bright summery color might be fun too. You have to share what you end up with!

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