I read. I read every day all day. That’s all I did.
I went to the store and read down the aisles, through the crowds, and waiting in line.
I went to the mall and read it between the clothes, along the sidewalks, and at the cash register.
I read while laying in bed, sitting on the couch, and during husbands movie.
Just kidding. But really, I read a lot. I heard the Hunger Games was a good book and let me tell you. That is the understatement of the century. The Twilight nonsense can’t even light a flame to this book. Not sure what that means but I’ve heard it before.
Team Jacob or Team Edward? No, no, no, Team Peeta. This book was thrilling, amusing, charming, suspenseful, engaging, comical, exciting; full of adventure. I laughed, cried, and cheered my way through this book. I couldn’t put it down. I was so anxious to read what was going to happen but not wanting it to end at the same time. I didn’t just read my entire way through the weekend but when I wasn’t reading I was thinking about how much I wanted to keep reading. As soon as I finished it, I screamed in angst wanting to know more! I immediately had to have the second book and even now can’t wait to keep reading. I am such a nerd. That’s what my old roommate would be saying.
Once I was talking to said roommate about either an accounting or marketing textbook that I had been reading and I was telling her how much I had enjoyed reading it and then I said to her as that thought came to my head I began thinking “I’m a nerd, I’m a nerd, I’m a nerd.”
Going on then. I bought some gourds. Yes gourds. No I didn’t know that was a word either. But that’s what the receipt said. Gourds. I gorged on gourds this weekend. Bought some, decorated with them, took some pictures of them. Good times.
We also did some family pics. Loving them. They turned out great. Coming from a family of ten it was strange to look at our family pictures and see just two adults. Just two. Plus a dog. That wouldn’t look at the camera. Too preoccupied by the kids playing. *sigh.
Lastly, I finally got a car. I’ve never owned a car that was this expensive and as a result had extreme anxiety every time I drove it. I was so afraid I was going to crash it or wreck it or damage it. It’s subsided a bit and now it’s just a car. Mostly, I love the automatic transmission and the automatic windows and the fact that it tells me the time and the temperature. Ha, just shows how old my other car was.
How was your weekend?