Self: So, you totally slept in today.
Me: Hey, it was only a few minutes.
Self: Yeah. But your eyes are blood shot and your hair... I mean...Look at your hair. Don't you believe in brushing?
Me: *evil glare at Self while setting cup of orange juice down on table* Well...if you hadn't gotten so wrapped up in that book last night, I might not have gotten to bed so late.
Self: *looking down at table, blushing a little* OH... Well *nervous laugh* That...well...
Me: Don't blame me for sleeping in.
Self: *fidgeting with gross thing on table that didn't get cleaned off from late night reading* I have a weakness. I'm sorry.
Me: *sighing* Fine. You're forgiven. *running fingers through hair, but stopping short when finding big mat of tangle* That was a great book though.
Self:Yeah, it was.
Me: So....*super long pause* what book do you want to read tonight?
Self: Oh, I have a list.
So I finished Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card last night. So good! Unfortunately, I didn't get this post ready until this morning (or worked on my writing assignments for class, or studied for my final tomorrow, or panicked about the dentist appointment today--oh wait, that's a good one).
Have you ever gotten lost in a book? If so, which one?
Oh, and by the way, this is for my kids.... Need I say more? (you guys crack me up!)