I've finally been tagged for something! Thanks, Laura. And I'm actually relieved that the book I have to quote from isn't one for teenagers.

The Rules:

*Grab the nearest book.

*Open the book to page 56.

*Find the FIFTH sentence.

*Post the text of the next two to five sentences in your blog along with these instructions.

*Don’t dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one; pick the CLOSEST.

*Tag five other people to do the same

So here it is:

Your brother?

Rooster was great too, loves LA, the weather. You should see him tooling around in his convertible, Mr. Hollywood agent. Yep, Rooster's great. Everything's great, it really was. Bruce said to say hello.

It's from I Smile Back by Amy Koppelman and I heard about her on Whatever because she's Jennifer Koppelman's sister-in-law. Because I love Jennifer, I splurged (I'm so crazy!) and bought it on Amazon along with her newst novel and the book that Amazon said most people buy with it (I fell for their sales ploy). Unfortunately, I'm having a really hard time getting through it and decided to reread those teen books instead of finishing it.

Essentially, it's a story about a woman who is married to an adoring husband with two adorable kids in the "perfect" neighborhood who also has a secret drug and sex addiction. Sounds good, right? Except *shocker* it's really depressing. Instead of feeling sorry for this woman I find myself wanting to spank her (and not in a fun way). I'm going to try it again after this month's book club selection just because I've invested in this author and am annoyed with myself.


How's that for a review?!


Now for the tagging:


Jozette

Lucy

Jessica

Kelli
Jules

Friends Don't Let Friends Go Off Drugs

from here

I'm trying right now to pull myself together. I feel like I'm going to either a) burst into tears, b) bite someone's head off, or c) do both at the same time.

I stopped taking my medication for 5 days because my doctor was remiss in calling in my prescription. Yes, I could've hounded her and yes, I should have, but I didn't. I will next time. This is horrible. I have to force myself to go to work instead of crawling under the covers.

I certainly won't let this happen again.

The Waiting is the Hardest Part

I haven't done much blogging because, quite simply, I am a boring person lately. Don't know if it's the winter dulldrums or what but all I want to do is lie on my bed, preferably in my oh-so-alluring polar fleece zip-up robe, and read. Are there projects that could be done? Yes! Is there a desire to actually DO those projects? Always. But the wanting to do and the doing don't seem to be talking to each other lately. Ugh.

All I can think about (besides wanting to somehow turn my myself into a "compassionate" vampire before my skin really starts to sag) is whether or not I'll get into the masters program I applied for. I've never wanted something for myself so much since starting a family. It's exciting thinking about something for me that also has the benefit of, well, benefitting my family too. I can just taste those juicy tuition benefits, people. They're mouth-watering. And the idea of not wearing stained chicken pants and clever t-shirts to work is thrilling. I realize that one is all about me. I want more responsibility. I want more of a grown-up position, while still being able to work within a vibrant, youthful atmosphere. That sounds incredibly cool to me.

So I'm waiting. And reading. And trying to motivate myself to exercise and eat right. And waiting..

Let's Hear it for Good Enough!

Now I just have to get in!

Even with All the Holiday Eating, I Still Feel Pretty Good About Myself

Thanks, Donatella.