Home Sweet Alaska . . .
. . . where it's sunny and 70 degrees, which is quite the contrast to Provo, which is an eye-ball frying 104 degrees.
Suckers.
Also, just found out my Mom reads this blog now, so we'd best watch ourselves. Only I won't actually tell her who any of you are, so you're still safe. It's a good visit so far--only tense moment was when she saw me applying Clinique foundation in the car instead of Mary Kay. I thought she might pull the Suburban over right there and kill me.
Kidding, Mom! Love you the most!
So here are some of my Alaska highlights so far:
--Napped on the plane instead of watching Miss Congeniality 2, because that mess looked stupid
--Brought the usual box of Krispy Kreme donuts home with me, which cemented my status as Favorite Daughter. Who needs to go on a mission or produce the heir when they can just bring home a bunch of sugary heart-attacks in a box?
--Walking around the neighborhood at 11pm, when the sun has just barely gone down
--Sleeping in
--Lovely steak dinner last night. Pretty much the only time I have steak is when I come home.
--Alaskan King Crab for dinner tonight.
--Reading the 5th Harry Potter so as to be prepared for when I snitch a copy of the 6th one away from my brother this weekend. Shhh! Don't tell him.
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
4 comments:
My brother will be acquiring Harry Potter this weekend. He will basically devour the book. I will move in with my brother in one week. I get to read Harry Potter for free. I love family.
We, too, are acquiring Harry Potter first thing Saturday morning. Apparently, they sell it at Smiths. Interesting...
I ordered my copy on Amazon months ago. Guaranteed delivery on Saturday. I like this because a) I don't have to leave the house to get it, and b) I don't have to face rabid teenage HP freaks who are going nuts b/c they can't find their copy.
Then a couple of days ago I got an email from Amazon saying my shipment was on schedule, but may not arrive on Saturday. I tried to be mature about this, b/c it's only a book, but I was slightly irritated. Others were not so forgiving. There was a big news story on it (perhaps you TV watchers saw it) where Amazon apologized and told everyone to take a valium and settle down. The books will be here on Saturday.
Then today I got an email saying the book will indeed be here on Saturday, but possibly not until Saturday night. This does not make me happy at all. How am I supposed to read the whole thing before Sunday? 'Cause I'm not reading it on Sunday, but it may possibly kill me to have it sitting in the house and not be able to read it. Now I'm steaming mad.
Perhaps if I say a little prayer and promise not to read past midnight on Sunday, it will arrive earlier Saturday afternoon, giving me time to finish it.
Sunny, beautiful, and only about 150 degrees here. Not too bad if you don't move out from under the swamp cooler.
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