I started this blog to tell my kid stories - you know, the ones that start with "Sally did the cutest thing yesterday . . . " or "Listen to how smart Samuel is - he just . . . " The ones that people get tired of, so I thought this format would be perfect - if you aren't tired of them, come, read. If you are, go do something else. We're not forcing you to read. But I'm amazed at how my blog seems to take on a life of its own, going in places that I never planned to go. That said, I started a new book last night. I know what some of you are thinking - this girl! She has five books going now, and she starts a NEW ONE??? So I have an excuse. Want to hear it? There I was, getting some books for Stuart from the library last night. It worked out well - I needed some alone time, he wanted to watch the football game and can watch the kids at the same time. So I'm off to the library (which I found out has a limit of 35 items. 35!!! yowza) and I find his books and I'm waiting in line to check out. And it's a long line. And then I see a Janet Evanovich book I've never read, Visions of Sugar Plums. It's a Stephanie Plum book (so funny). I can't resist. I pick it up. The line is very long, so I open it to the first page. By the time I check out, I'm to page five and totally hooked. I read for a few hours last night, and now I'm half way through. I'll be finished by tomorrow, and then it's back to Lord Peter at the advertising agency. I feel like a literary mess, but in a good way.