A Little Book-Cation

“Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog it’s too dark to read.”

— Groucho Marx

I spent a good chunk of the last few days doing this:

Talena with her nose deep in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

It was the most intense HP book in the series, by far. But isn't it great when you already know there are three more books to follow, so he's not really going to die in the end (no matter how bleak it might be at the moment.)

The part of me that likes this is probably the same part of me that thought it was enough of a surprise to find out the baby's gender at the ultrasound, rather than the birthing room. My husband said this was like "ruining Christmas."

The other day, my husband made the observation that no matter how much time I may spend reading whilst involved in a good novel, in the long run, I probably still spend more time scrapbooking.

I had to disagree.

“You don't know how much time I spent reading as a kid,” I said.

He thought for a second. “Okay, from the time you started scrapbooking then.”

“Okay,” I finally agreed.