or not

while perusing the newly-reorganized aisles at le costco a couple weeks ago, mor did a very unexpected thing: he asked if i wanted to buy a book. i know, i know. knowing me, that should definitely be a question that is forever dangling on his lips. however, knowing him, i know better than to ever expect an offer like that. he grabbed "mockingjay" for me, tossed it in the cart away from dudes' grubby little hands, and off we headed to the check-out. the book got carefully placed on the table, a safe distance from dudes' grubby little hands, next to the bagel thins i'm pretty certain have been collecting more dust than providing nutritional value to our diets. (just sayin'. we even pawned off a half dozen of the things to our good lady schizz, that's how desperate i am to get rid of them.) anyway...i was still trying to finish up wilkie's fantastic "the woman in white" (it was a freaking beast of a book, but really good), so on the table "mj" sat. and sat. aaand sat. until mor begged to use it as a bribe at work. (it was an esp awesome day for the boys.) then, it sat in his work cubby. then, it came back and sat on the table some more. then, i finished "woman." then, i actually starting reading it. then, i remembered, rather i didn't remember anything from the second book. ten pages in, and i was almost completely lost. (wow, please excuse any errant commas. i really like them today.) and entirely disinterested. so, back to le costco we went, "mj" and i (and dudes, der). on to "the egypt game," which i picked up at savers for approx a quarter. too bad it took more that a dollar's worth of hand sanitizer before i was able to touch anything else without thinking i was getting savers-stink on it. i always forget how much i loathe that place until i walk back through the doors. (i cannot possibly be goodwill connie's daughter, can i? i'll have to repent of my non-goodwill-like ways to get back into gc's graces.)