I brought four books with me to read on this mini vacation . . .
I put Beethoven’s Hair in my carry-on bag–might as well get that
book club selection started. But at the last minute, I switched it for
Someday, Someday, Maybe–a chick lit book –girl gives herself a
time line of three years in New York to become an actress.
I changed my mind because I wondered if the flight might make me
a little queasy and who wants to be thinking about Beethoven’s hair?
I needn’t have brought a single book along because this house is full of
books. Oh, yeah? you say. Yes, I say. In the guest room where I’m
sleeping there are these shelves:
s-t-i-l-l one more bookshelf in “my” room:
what a tour. and here I am with Someday, Someday, Maybe. Next
post we’ll see if there’s anything to read in the rest of the house!