I haven’t read much more than the Wirehaired Pointing Griffon book in the last two weeks. I think it is because I’m afraid to not have an eye on the puppy. She’s not quite grasped the idea that I want to know when she needs to go outside. Or just doesn’t care that I want to know. Sometimes she tells me with a whimper by the door, sometimes it’s all “Hey look at me and what I can do right here, pssssssssss.” The litle $&%#. But she’s adorable and that’s why they make puppies so darn cute.
So I have given up on The Woman in White even though I am really enjoying it. I just cringe every time I look at the heft of this chunkster and realize it’s been 3 weeks and I’m not even to page 100 yet. My doctor just emailed me to ask how I’m enjoying her book Menopause Matters; I really need to dive into that before my (just a check up) appointment in 2 weeks. And I recently lost my brain and signed up for two review copies! SIGH. A friend loaned me the book A Dog’s Purpose and I hate to hold on to such for too long and… I’m overwhelmed by all my books. Makes me want to sit and watch TV and/or play Sudoku instead.
I just found out a few bookblogger-friends have exciting news and really feel bad that I missed their joyous announcement posts. Like being late to a party. So CONGRATULATIONS, J and T!! But what else have I missed? Feel free to let me know if I need to visit and share the celebrations…
I’m not finishing my challenges. SAD-FACE. I’m not even looking at upcoming challenges!! FRUSTRATED-FACE.
I’m subbing tomorrow for AP and Honors Senior English classes at the H.S.; I’m both terribly excited and fearful.
That’s it. Gotta run,