Why do I continue to do this to myself? I spent the afternoon sewing ornaments, listening to a book on CD and wiping tear stains off my glasses.
I should have learned from Marley and Me. I cried for hours during and after I listened to the novel. Months later, I can still tear up just thinking about it. All of the Nicholas Sparks books I've ever read have reduced me to puddles. So, pray tell, why did I put The Last Song on my waiting list at the library. And when it came in, why did I actually pick it up and bring it home?
I do suppose it was not as devastating as Marley and Me. But, it was enough to make me poke my fingers with needles because I was blinded by tears, drip liquids from my nose onto my lap and pretend I had something in my eye when the boys got home from school.
The saddest part? It was a really cheesy, first-love story with undertones of petty criminals, a sick father, a cheating mother and a cute little brother. I loved every minute of it!
So, what have you been reading? Anything funny? I really do prefer those! What about a good mystery? I need some new authors on my list...preferably those who have books on CD since I can no longer hold books for an extended period of time with my arms stretched to their full length. Turning 40 sucks!