I have a pile of books on my bedside. Good books. Books that will make me think. And wonder. And contemplate. And, think some more.
I just can't get into a single one of them! ha! So, I'm trading them in! Stashing them aside for later. I went "shopping" at my parents house today (tried to get to the library, but it wasn't happening), and came home with a pile of books that, shallwesay, will not make me feel smart.
I'm so ok with that.
(I must say, I don't know anything about any of these books. If I am wrong and one of them makes me think too much... grrrr!)
Just in case I have a momentary twinge of guilt over shoving really good books under my bed, I have one of these at the ready!
(It's a Cosmo. Not strong. But in a super cute glass that Natalie gave me for my birthday!)
And, let's not forget those who help me keep it all together! No amount of stress can take away my smile when I see these two!
Well, goodnight all... some silly non-thought provoking book is calling my name!