Blissful Relaxation

So lately, I have noticed that my blood pressure has been rather high.  It’s in the yellow! You know how those home blood pressure machines inform you if it’s good (green), worrisome (yellow), or OMGoodness get yourself some help like yesterday (red).  Well, mine has been yellow.  I then learned that music can help your pulse.  I figured if it can help my pulse, then why not mellow me out?  I want to be in the green!  I already try to workout when I can (ok, not as much as I should, but I’m a work in progress), and eat relatively well (sometimes too much).  Well, I found this artist Melody Gardot and she is amazing.  I never realized I could like jazz as much as I love her music.  It’s relaxing, it’s deep, it’s bliss.

 

I highly recommend her.

Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead

This book is off my beaten path, but I highly recommend it.  This is one of those books that you pick up and it completely alters your perception of what reality really is.  Reading about Frank Meeink’s life was something that will resonate within me.  I’m not saying it’s a book of roses or it’s happy and fun, because it’s not.  This book looks at a man’s life that has pretty much been to hell and then some, and how he recognizes that he needed help–needed to make a change.  If you’re against hatred, this book is something you should read.  It’s truly an amazing book.

Bewitching the Werewolf…did not bewitch me.

So last night, I decided to get lost in a book.  I couldn’t pick a book that would absorb me to the point I would stay up all night and never get work done.  I perused my Kindle for something to grab my attention and landed on “Bewitching the Werewolf,” by Caroline Hanson. ( Keep in mind, this is my personal opinion and I do not mean to offend anyone. )  I started reading the book and within the first page, I disliked the main character.  I figured that perhaps this would be overcome, but things just got worse.  Not only did the main character seem to be rude, but the plot was predictable and boring.  After the first 20 pages, I lost complete interest in finishing the book.  I couldn’t even force myself to keep reading.  I’m sorry to say this, but Bewitching the Werewolf isn’t going to Bewitch any readers.