FML, or, Not So Lucky



CURRENT BOOK Lucky by Alice Sebold

I could not be more ready for January to be over.  It has NOT been a good month.  I couldn’t even enjoy that one of my closest friends had her baby because of all the other CRAP, not to mention the fact that, because of said crap, I haven’t been able to finish the perfectly sublime baby gift in time for use when the baby came home from the hospital.  One would think I could enjoy selecting wall colors for the new bathroom, but despite that I thought I had it all figured out, this ended up being trickier than I expected, to find a match for both the bathroom tile and the bedroom walls.  One would think I might enjoy ordering a fabulous gown for a Mardi Gras ball, but instead I have been fully justified in my aversion to any garments embellished with excessive amounts of beads or sequins.  I did manage to enjoy the process where they digitally measured for the countertop and loaded the dimensions over a scale image of the slab for us to move around to show them where to cut it, but this ended up cutting into my knitting time which might have allowed me to finish the perfectly sublime baby gift.  And my patience for my husband’s boo-hooing about his mother, not to mention his needy father who objects to my and my husband’s marriage and had to call on a weeknight just as we were falling asleep needing a ride to the emergency room when he just had a bad cold, is about at its limit.

Anyway, at least there are only two days left in January.  And I have somehow managed to keep up with The List.

Lucky is an autobiographical account of author Sebold’s traumatic rape during her freshman year at college.  The title is ironic, referring to a comment made by police that Sebold was fortunate she had not also been murdered.  In reality, Sebold faces many obstacles as she seeks to identify and prosecute her assailant.  Some of these come from her own friends and family, who want to support her but don’t know how.  Some of these come from the legal system which allows the defendant to exercise many rights that take away Sebold’s support, put her under a microscope, and make it more difficult for her to seek justice.  Sebold is very admirable for having the strength and courage to stick out the process, but her experience gave me insight into the challenges these cases present to law enforcement, prosecutors, and victims.
Another swell thing that happened in January is the next two books on the list.  I have no objection to Little Women, but it is longer than I remember.  And while I can understand the importance of women’s health, and while I was momentarily amused by my husband’s reaction when I warned him there were graphic photographs of childbirth and he decided he had to see for himself, Our Bodies, Ourselves is almost 800 pages long (which I will have to lug around in my overworked tote bag as the library did not have an electronic copy), and much of the information therein is not even applicable to me because I was born with a rare medical condition that makes me different from other women.  I’m going to be playing catch up as I head for the finish line.



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