Things I Love Thursdays

Library E-Books


Finally! Finally, my log in information works and I was able to not only browse, but “borrow” e-books from my local library systems online book lending system. So far I’ve read three books, two Stiefvater books and one exceptionally good Holly Black book (but I think I love all of her books, anyway).

I think once I’m done writing this I’m moving on to Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard. I’ve heard good things about the series and it seems good enough to pass the time until The Raven King comes out.

Late Night Coffee


Coffee has become a god awful addiction for me. It’s not even the caffeine that I crave. It’s the act, the ritual, the warmth. It’s become attached to our late night D&D games/Critical Role watching. So much so that I constantly think about it when I don’t have it. But it’s sooooo good and sometimes I take it decaff.

Warm Days and Coffee Dates


So an old friend came home after being so far out of the country for school that he was probably on the other side of the planet. It had been a really long time since we had really talked at all and I was worried when he messaged me on facebook to hang out. I was worried that we wouldn’t have that same relationship anymore.

Boy were my worries unfounded. We ordered coffee at a local cafe and took it to go because the sun was finally shining in our little part of New York. We walked up and down the small town streets, bitching about how great our lives were. It was great!



I’m not one for Reddit and definitely not 4Chan. But, hubs introduced me to this site at the beginning of our marriage and it’s gotten me through some tough nights alone. Sometimes, hubs and I will sit on the couch and browse Imgur together on the big screen TV. It’s a cool hub of things people have made, funny jokes and gifs, sweet comics, playlists, or what have you. I like the Wallpaper dumps and cat gifs, of course.


Keep Portland Weird! And Me, Too.

As you’ve all seen, I shared a rather long weekend with an old friend in Portland, Oregon. She left our quaint hometown region for the oddball excitement that is the quintessential Hipster City and I hadn’t seen her in the flesh in almost two years.

It was a long overdue vacation that we both needed.

I arrived super late at night. It was the equivalent of 3 AM East Coast time when I finally arrived, after hours of struggling to sleep and white knuckled turbulence. The BFF picked me up and had to roll out of bed only a few hours later to get herself into work on time. I felt awful making her stay up so late and I was sure that on my own I’d get lost INSIDE her apartment building. There were just too many staircases.

Yet, I did venture out on my own and took in the few blocks around her apartment. The best find was Cafehouse Northwest, where I snagged a Carmelized Onion and Cheddar Scone. Happiest breakfast until I tried their Vanilla Latte and some wonderfully crisp pastry that resembled a flattened cinnamon bun that had been sauteed in caramel. Freaking yum.

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But the yum didn’t end there. The entire trip was nearly centered around food, as I think all good trips are. We found ourselves in the shortest line the girls had ever seen at Salt and Straw, a very popular ice-cream shop with some deliciously oddball flavors. The smell permeated the entire street. My friend’s roommate elbowed me and just said “Homemade Waffle Cones.”

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I ordered the Salted Caramel Cupcake by accident, but I didn’t regret it one bit. There was so much salt, but it just felt so right among the caramel and sweet waffle cone. I wanted to go back the night before I left, for just one more cone, but my waistline didn’t agree with me.

Our next culinary adventure brought us to City State Diner. Brunch was where it was at in Portland, or so I was told. We signed in on a college ruled notebook and grabbed complimentary coffee before going outside to sit in the sunshine. Portland has some great coffee and I was more than happy to enjoy our fifteen minute wait for the mimosas that we got with our brunch.

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On my last full day in Portland we decided to pick up another one of her friends and make the trek to the coast, but not before donuts. I truly wish that I had thought of this place first because being inside made me so freaking happy. Voodoo Donuts is what I’m talking about. The small shop was painted bubblegum pink and there was a slightly rusted vintage gas pump outside.

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Inside, there was more pink, a velvet Elvis painting, and rotating display cases of some pretty wack-o donuts. There was the Homer, a classic cake donut with pink icing and sprinkles. There was a grape soda flavored donut, a Mexican hot chocolate donut, and even a voodoo doll donut. Of course, I picked the voodoo doll just to say I did.  My favorite was definitely the spicy Mexican hot chocolate donut.

I loved Portland so freaking much. There was something to do around every corner. People were actually kind of nice. Powell’s Books has the potential to own me heart and soul, especially for giving me Howl’s Moving Castle and the second volume of Rat Queens. And don’t even get me started on the food. I’d move just for the food. Hubs and I aren’t city people, so we aren’t moving any time soon. Still, I’m definitely putting it on the list for future vacations.


Rainy Days are Meant for Library Books

I woke up to the sound of rain pattering on my bedroom window today. Outside, all the pretty, white snow has melted and left us with mud everywhere. The time for tubing and sledding it seems has passed and the dreary weather offers no solace whatsoever to the down in the dumps feeling that has gripped me.

Instead of spending the day needlessly arguing with my husband, I headed into town, signed up for a new library card, and grabbed coffees at the cafe that I haven’t been to in forever. Everyone has been raving about Rainbow Rowell’s books all across the internet. I felt as though I was missing something, but when I found the books on Target shelves, my wallet firmly said no.

That meant a library trip and it just so happened that the library 5 miles down the road had exactly what I wanted, Fangirl and Carry On! I love libraries. I spent much of my early teens in a library. On days that my grandmother would watch us, she’d let me walk the block and a half to the library and I’d spend my days perusing books to read in the summer sun.

I haven’t cracked open the books yet and, disappointingly, there is no sun to read them in. Instead, I’ll cuddle up with my blankets and coffee while I read and dream of the day I get my dream library job.

Here are some shirts I’d love to rock on the job, or any day:





These are all so freaking wonderful! I like to imagine myself walking into work wearing a sleek pencil skirt or a spiffy cardigan with these. I really wouldn’t be who I am now without books in my life.