Too Many Books

 A Ahhhhh, I love bacon. But do you deserve bacon if you haven't been to the YMCA to work out since around 2018?  Well, suck on this - I went to Yoga there this morning. So I gets all the bacon. Secretly, I'm pretty sure I love grief, too. I tend to hold on to mine, and nuture it like it's a little pet, like a puppy I can stroke when I'm feeling anxious or alone. But, I digress... To Be Read Book I Haven't Read Yet : Bacon Grief, by Joel Shoemaker. Reason I Haven't Read It : I didn't know it existed until Friday. I attended the first in-person Louiville Book Festival on Friday and it was phenomenal.  Joel's ad in the event program caught my eye, as did the title. I knew that after I attended a couple of panels, I would immediately make my way into the ballroom to find his table and grab a copy of his book. Should you read it?  Um, only if you like awesome librarian dudes who have husbands and dogs named Maximus. Also, this might be a great one to get int

 I It's been a Nora McInerny-forward week here at Too Many Tabs, for which I have zero regrets. That woman is my spirit animal. Her podcast episode from a couple of weeks ago (10/11/22 - Bad Vibes Only) made me realize that MORE Than Ever.  Nora mentioned her childhood diaries, pawing through Nostalgia -- and her voice cracked with tears as she read a poem she wrote after the death of her grandpa in 1992, when she was only nine years old.  I choked up, too. I remember, like Nora, the details of my Pappaw's death - it was similar to Nora's experience, though my Pappaw Carl had a heart attack rather than a stroke. It was also quick, and unexpected. I too remember what I wore - not to the funeral, but that weekend I remember wearing  those ankle length tights with lace at the bottom. They were popular. We were in some venue for brunch with family members and it was the first time I took an elevator on my own.  It was terrifying. I was fifteen.   Like Nora, I wrote a poem to cr

T To Be Read Book : Bad Vibes Only (And Other Things I Bring to the Table) Author : Nora McInerny Haven't read it yet because : Nora's latest book - a collection of essays, was released October 11th and it just showed up in an Amazon box on my front porch YESTERDAY. I'll be starting it as soon as I hit publish on this post. Should You Read it?  I'm thinking the answer here is a big, fat, resounding YES. If you aren't familiar with Nora, check out her award-winning podcast Terrible, Thanks for Asking. Between her soothing sound, her relatable nature, and the way she processes her grief along with us as the listener... Well. You can NOT find a better voice for the broken hearted, the tired Mom without a manual, the woman finding hope in humor. Nora has an ease in expressing pain, and in making space for the pain of others. I really dialed in to the Terrible Pod around the time my grandmother died, a few months before COVID fell upon us. Mammaw passed away on September

  Oh, Gigi. Thank you, from Louisville. Thank you for being so so vulnerable and real. I was SO mad. I was at a 10. I didn’t know you until today. I didn't know "How" I was. And I was TERRIBLE, thanks for asking. I am part of TheTerribleClub . I overshare. It took me a week of insomnia and, like, until I was today years old to understand that, simply put, the way I write is just literally how I process. And, man. It’s fast. It’s not easy! My brain is active to the point of affliction. It isn't a flaw -- nor is it something to flaunt. But, this is why I have struggled. This is that thing that is the very hell of my fiery damnation here on earth. I thought maybe Chronic Illness was too difficult to speak about, because of the stigma. But, it dawned on me after one of my all-nighters, that I wasn't only afraid of the stigma from the world around me, but also the stigma around how I saw myself. I want to be the BEST me I can be, and I have the space to explore that