So I'm working a wonky schedule this month. I begged the powers that be at work who are in charge of making the schedule to please please please (with a lime fizzy and gin on top) stop having me work all three days during my weekend to work. Normally I'd be at the
I've done some updating on my sidebar, and thanks to mine and John's decision to frequent our gorgeous library more often, I've been stepping outside my norm and reading stuff other than romance. I was able to finish up Hester Browne's LITTLE LADY, BIG APPLE, the second book in her Little Lady Agency series. While I didn't love it as much as the first, I never fail to get a kick out of Melissa Romney-Jones and her quest to help out her fellow man.
What I'm trying to finish up this weekend is a first for me - a celebrity biography, THE TIME OF MY LIFE by Patrick Swayze and Lisa Niemi. I still get a bit teary-eyed since his death. Gah, Dirty Dancing was my end-all and be-all of teenage fantasy angst, and I was sure I was going to meet my own Johnny Castle one day and ride off into the sunset. Well, I got part of that fantasy right, but Swayze will always have a small piece of my heart. The book is conversational in tone, reads pretty fast, and although I'm pretty sure it's not going to be listed as a classic, it's still a great addition to the collection. That is, once it hits paperback since what I'm reading is a library copy.
Instead of trying to dilute this already longish post, I'll end there. Apparently I did have some things to talk about, eh?