I am embarrassed to say I love watching "Zoey 101" on Nick. I'm also embarrassed that I can never spell "embarrass" correctly.
According to an AP poll one in four Americans didn't read a book last year. I am not part of that shameful statistic, but I could very well be. I've blown off the last three book club books this year. I've started "Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister" (Much like I started "The Elegant Gathering of the White Snows") but it sits idle on my kitchen counter. I made myself sit with a book on the patio one warm afternoon this summer, but otherwise I always seem to find something more important to do than engage in the "luxury" (air quotes) that is reading. Granted it's summer and we've been busy and going away a lot. I've been trying to pick up crochet and knitting, so I've been grabbing that at night when it's lounge on the couch time. But I can converse with the hubby and watch TV while doing that. Well, mostly. Sometimes I have to count.
Last year's excuse for not reading was that I was trying to write my own novel. Of course that failed miserably. Well, in my mind it did. I'm just too chicken and convinced myself I'm just a too much of a hack to make something of my NaNoWriMo accomplishment.
You can't even blame the blog anymore, because I barely post anything here. I was perusing my archives a while back. I used to write much more interesting posts. Maybe I just stopped thinking. It got to be too much work trying to be all deep and shit.
I'm sure if I keep going I can blame myself for the Iraq war and hurricane Dean. Catholic much?
Maybe I just need a new fall handbag. You know, since I don't have the "back-to-school" thing anymore, I still want that new outfit/pair of shoes/back-pack. The new shoes and a pocketbook manage to fill the void.
I need to set up my day planner:
7:00 - get kids ready for school
8:00 - dishes
9:00 laundry/misc house chore
12:30 shower if not done somewhere in the AM
2:00 more laundry/misc house chore
3:00 kids snacks/homework/practices
7:00 prep grown up dinner
evening is eat/get kids up to shower/relax with hubby.
That works right? Look out Fall. G's got your number. A page number, a dewey decimal number, a stitch count, a word count...