In My Mailbox, hosted by The Story Siren nudges me to post and share ALL about my week. Because my life revolves around reading and the opportunities I have to read. Like while my husband is having surgery on his foot. Then while he is coming out of the anesthesia and keeps mumbling semi-coherent incomplete sentences and I have to occasionally look up from my Kindle and check if he's really coherent or still pretty much anesthetized.
He was still pretty much anesthetized.
So - thanks to hospital waiting rooms and recovery rooms, along with sleeping husbands, this week I read:
AND the newspaper! I am proud to report that some brilliant idiot (there's an oxy-moron) paced the mall carrying his semi-automatic because he could. I'm thinking he has more issues than just proving that he could carry the gun for all to see and second ammendment rights. I can't prove it, but my mind immediately travels to Dell Schanze. Don't know who he is? Click here. This is serious stuff. You didn't click? I'll give you a second chance. Right HERE.
It just makes a girl proud to be in the state where a man who claims to have a direct line to God and wants to use this Heavenly Gift to bless (*cough*) his fellow country folk by serving as mayor in his town so he can preach fire, brimstone, and capitalism (for good measure). Speaking of country folk, I can also boast a close proximity to the large and buxom family featured on Sister Wives. In fact, I was in a store before Christmas and Kody walked in with Robyn and two teenagers (his second wife's kids).
I so could not make this stuff up.
Meanwhile, back in my make-believe world, this week I will review:
If I hit a wall this week, I'll just return to the newspaper.