So today we did a little better. I read 20 more pages of The Hunger Games than I expected. Now we are at the end of Part II. While I'm enjoying I can definitely see why I gave this book three stars on Goodreads the first time that I read it.

As for Queen Victoria: A Personal History it is still unbelievably dull. I'm about half way through and am considering quitting it. I doubt I will, really. It seems every book has its mid-life crisis when you start to loose faith in the middle especially if things aren't going so well. Because the book is not keeping to a steady, fixed timeline it's hard to understand where in time you are.

Also, today we had the first true snow of the year. It's all white and nice, for now.

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Wait, why did I write "of the year"? Obviously I meant of this winter since I don't remember the beginning of the year as utterly barren.