I've gotten in the habit of keeping my best photos (and layouts) off-line. I guess since I remain now and forever NOT a published scrap success, there is not much need for that but it's a habit nonetheless. So these are the remnant photos of our week. The zoo. The first day of school. The next first day of school. Justin's dad coming to visit. A busy week. A nice week.
I had a rambling, I swear. That's why I titled this post that way. What was it? Oh yeah. Confessions of my literary shame. The Outlander series. Yoy. I got hooked - perused a Two Peas book list for ideas for beach reads. Outlander was recommended by many people. So I went to the store and was shocked when I located it in the romance section. Romance? But as another fan says, it's like reading crack. I finished the third book in the series this weekend. I was not the hostess with the mostess. Justin's poor dad had to fend for himself and retrieve his own beer while I reclined on the couch, in the yard, anywhere I could sneak two seconds to read more. Crack. It gets a bit old too - how many things can possibly happen to this couple in the space of 24 hours - but still I must go back for more. More. Crack.
I put the book down during the picnic we hosted yesterday. Just barely. I might be turning into my father who didn't put his book down (he never does) but hopefully I will stave on that inevitability for a few more years.
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I have the second one in my "to read" pile - I think it's about three down.
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