The Lion in the Valley (Start)

There is some cold going around and it would appear I’ve now gotten it. Ah well, one strain is a stomach flu and so far (knock on wood) I just have traditional cold symptoms. I am a bit bothered because I wanted to donate platelets this week but it’s not going to happen with my germy self. Oh well, I’ll be sure to sign up once I’m well. I regret that Dad and I never did that together. He donated blood and platelets often. He said it was a pleasant experience being hooked up to an Apheresis machine for the hour and half it took. He was sometimes given a DVD player to keep in his lap. We made “sometime” plans to donate together and watch a movie. We went to movies a few times a year, just the two of us. Mom never liked the theater experience, it’s too loud and one can’t MST3K it in the public setting, not to mention the cost. So, Dad and I had father/daughter movie time. It was nice. I will definitely miss that by the time “The Hobbit” is in theaters. We would definitely have seen that together.

But anyway, in my convalescence I grabbed another Elizabeth Peters. This one is Lion in the Valley. I haven’t read any of the Amelia Peabody series before. It may have been sensible to start with the first, Crocodile on the Sandbank but the books in domo patris are not yet organized (though the way my mother has them stacked is quite smart looking). I’m hoping a romp in turn of the twentieth century Cairo will distract me from the sniffling.

I just noticed that the .50 price tag is quite similar to the one on Devil May Care. It appears that this one bears the date of 04.27.06 (almost my birthday.) Hmm. Wonder if Pop got them at the same time and at which store. I’m going to guess Salvation Army? Maybe I’ll try to keep track of his sources as well — The Book Thing will be a common one.