Saturday, January 5, 2013

Worth The Read (the book; not this post)

I have spent the last few days drifting between the couch and my bed, with the inevitable stop of the kitchen in between. The husband may think he didn't give me much for my birthday, but the truth is, he gave me a lot.

A whole lot of what I didn't want.

His cold.

Oh well. Seems like I can count on a couple of severe colds throughout the year anyway. I don't think I caught them nearly as easy when I was spending every weekday in a classroom.. must have been all those kids increasing my resistance or something. I ran out of kleenex earlier in the week and resorted to carrying around a roll of toilet paper. Thankfully, the daughter presented me with a three-pack of tissues yesterday. Surely this nonsense of not feeling well is on its way out the door.

I would be lost without a book to read, especially when I'm confined indoors. If you haven't heard of this one, I cannot recommend it enough:






I'm nearing the end of the story and I've had to slow down my pace; it's one of those books that I just hate to see come to an end and I can see myself re-reading it many times to come. Personally, I think this one should be required reading of every high school history class. It would take Veteran's Day to a whole new level, I can tell you that.

I do know it's been the perfect companion for this week.

A whole lot more better than the nose spray.

3 comments:

Beth said...

Forget the toilet paper. Find a fresh, clean, pair of cotton granny panties. Does a nose very good. :D

Anonymous said...

Wish I'd thought of that, Beth. Lol. My nose has not been very happy. :)

-Angela

Donna. W said...

One of the best books ever. I made Cliff read it, and that only happens maybe twice a year. If that. He knows if I insist he read it that he will like it.