So why is it that I can be obsessed about certain things, and then other things not so much? First case in point ... scrapbooking. You all know. I can do that
every single day, if I have the time. And usually, I just
make the time. I'm not gonna lie. (Again, it's a rough life!) And then there's reading. Love it. Of course, that goes more in spurts. I don't read books every single day, although when I get on a roll, I really get on a roll. Take for example, this summer. I have read (are you ready?) five books! That seems/feels like a lot to me. One of my new favorite authors is Jodi Picoult. Four of the five books are by her:
My Sister's Keeper (very good, it made me cry),
The Pact (very good, also made me cry),
Picture Perfect (pretty decent) and
Harvesting the Heart (my least favorite of hers so far, but still good). My most recent book was Twilight. I know. I'm a tad behind the times. I'm pretty sure most of you have already read it. I know Mom has, and I believe Darcy and Alexa, possibly even Makayla? Austen finished it pretty quickly and was actually asking for the 2nd book in the series before he was even finished. I started it yesterday around 6pm and I'm already finished with it (all 500 pages of it!). Yes, I had a lot of free time on my hands today (apparently), but really, honestly, I couldn't put it down. I went to bed last night, about 11, completely exhausted. And got up today ready to read more. But it was really, really good! And I'm excited to start the next one.

Bailey has been reading a lot lately, too. (This picture was actually taken last year in July, reading one of our all-time favorite little books. I read this one to Austen and to Kale, and then to Bailey. It's wonderful). She has been enjoying reading her books out loud to me. She has finished a few Goosebumps books and is reading a story called
The Miraculous Journey of Edward Toulane. It's a sweet book about a china rabbit (stuffed animal) that gets lost along the way. Not sure how it turns out, but so far it's been good.
So, my frustration with this whole obsessive side of me. Why is it that I can be obsessed with reading or scrapbooking, but exercise ... not so much? I sure wish I could get obsessed over that. And what about watching what I eat? Come on. It just shouldn't have to be so darn difficult!
Have you read any good books lately? I'd love to hear about them.
Love,
Kristen