Confessions of a dysfunctional home owner. Did you know that until last year--NONE of our door knobs
worked correctly? I'm serious--they turned by wouldn't open. EVERY person that came over our house--got stuck in of bathroom. So embarrassing. We were forever rescuing people from the toilet. Crazy. One time we actually forgot that someone was in the COMMODE and they LITERALLY spent a good hour in there before being let out. That friendship didn't LAST. So then I became a BATHROOM MONITOR. Every time someone used "THE CAN" I would practically stalk them just to make sure I could help them out of the facilities. Stalking bathrooms IS NOT OKAY Though--I started getting strange looks--and I started worrying that people thought I was a PERVERT--NOT KIDDING. So then I starting making people sign a disclaimer when then entered our house. I'd have to explain--sometimes to complete strangers--ABOUT OUR DOORKNOB DYSFUNCTION--so that I wouldn't feel responsible for any more bathroom mishaps. Isn't this nuts Yup. 27 longs years. Did I every tell you about my sink woes? That's a story for another day.
Have you ever heard the story of the runner in red? Many people believe that in 1951, a woman wearing red ran the Boston Marathon--although it's never been proven. In his novel Runner In Red, Tom Murphy uses this urban legend as a springboard to solve the mystery of the runner in red. Set in 2000, Murphy mixes Boston Marathon history with fictional characters to create an unforgettable story of a family torn apart by the Marathon of 1971 who find their way back to one another through the millennial marathon. This book explores the history of women's running and the pioneers who opened the door for future runners. It's also a love story and family drama that is a real page turner. It's only about 240 pages-- or a 2 mile run that you will not be able to put down. Enjoy.
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