It’s Sunday evening, the end of the weekend. Tomorrow Allison and I will return to work, and Ryan to school to start a new week. So, what did I do this weekend? Nothing. Well, not quite nothing. I read. Other than that though, I did nothing. I didn’t even get dressed. I laid around the house all weekend and read a couple of books by my favorite authors. See, for Christmas, Mom bought be a new book. It was on my wish list, had been for a year or more, so it was a good choice. But the trouble is, once I start reading, I can’t quit. If I get into a good book, then I want another, and another, and another. So, I’ve been to the library 5 or 6 times in the last 2 weeks. I picked up a couple of good books by Stephen J. Cannell, and a couple by J.A. Jance. I also grabbed books from a couple of authors I hadn’t read before, including David Baldacci. These are all excellent authors, and the books are all page turners. They all write much better than I do, as evidenced by this post. Anyway, because mom bought me a good book, I have been reading every free minute for the last week or two, and haven’t accomplished much of anything. And it’s all Mom’s fault.
Oh, one exciting thing did happen this weekend… Ryan got to go see the Globetrotters today with his Grandma Connie. He got a red white and blue basketball, and got 2 autographs on the ball to go along with the autographed T-shirt he got 2 or 3 years ago.