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I have all kinds of wacky stories--like the bagger lady at the grocery store who played with the Zweeble rather than help me put my groceries in the car, and leaned right into his little baby face as she told me she'd been sick the day before ... um, STAY OUT OF MY KID'S FACE, TYPHOID MARY!!!!!!! Can you buy Purell by the barrel?!--but I have no *time* anymore!

But, the basics:

1. Trying to read The Three Musketeers because it was on top of the stack, but I'm not really in a reading mood of late. Yeah, it happens every so often.

2. Doctor Who season finale, and then video game night with the husband!

3. Watched the third (6th?) Star Wars movie, and realized that I have two dilemmas when the Zweeble gets older: in what order do I show these movies to him, and when I do, how am I going to keep from spoiling stuff?

4. I've been playing Superman with the Zweeble, which he seems to like--I lift him over my head and do the "It's a bird! ..." thing, then bring him in for a landing and list all the nefarious evildoers he has defeated. He's very good at landing and striking a heroic pose. The thing is, whenever I start "singing" the Superman theme music ("Bum bah da bum bum, BUM BUM BUM, bum bah da bum bum, BA BUH-DUM!!!"), he cracks up. I've tried to explain that this is his theme music, he can't find it funny (at least not until I get to the "Can you read my mind ..." bit, but I don't plan on ever getting to that part, so it's good), but he doesn't see my point.

All right, I have shopping to do and a kitchen to clean, and only nap time to do it all in ...

Uh-oh ...

On top of the Unread Stack of Shame, I have a list of new books that are out and I want. I think there are about 10 books on the list. Anyway, went to Barnes and Noble to buy jkason's (very late) birthday present, knowing that I can't buy books for me right now, and expecting this to be really hard.

Well, I looked and found 3 of my 10, and ...

... left without any of them. And I didn't even have a seizure!

I really am in one of those not-reading moods, aren't I?

Usually I have a book going pretty much constantly, but every so often the brain needs a break from words, I guess. In a week or so I'll be back to my book-devouring self, reading during nap time and such.

If I am a very good girl, I'll let myself get one of the books on my list for the plane ride to Ohio. I'll probably take a couple of the Unread Shame books with me, too.