Whew. I drove a total of AT LEAST 20 hours this weekend. It takes 7 hours normally to get from where I live to my parents' house in Pennsylvania. However, there was an hour and a half back up on I-71 due to gawking at a rear-end crash. By the time I got to the accident, I was thinking that somebody better be dead or in critical condition...but NO...it was a very minimal accident. Three lanes of highway backed up for an hour and a half. Ridiculous.
I had a great couple of days with my family. My grandma is convinced that something is wrong with me because I am not married and I don't have kids yet. I told her I think it is the guys around here, not me. She's still convinced it's my problem. I have to admit, it makes me feel like utter crap when my grandma tells me that there must be something wrong with me. It's not like I'm not trying. It's also not like I never want to get married and have children. I just haven't met the guy for me yet, I guess. I hope it happens eventually, but we'll see.
I have made the decision that I want to go to grad school in Pittsburgh. Soon. I need a year in Pennsylvania to gain in-state residency. The sooner I go, the better. I'm ready for a change.
I just finished The Masque of the Black Tulip by Lauren Willig. This is the second in the series. The first one is the one I wrote about in my last blog. Again, good story, some nice action. Again, too many sex scenes, unconvincing action scenes. I think the author really wanted to make this a book that would be both adventurous and sexy. It's both, but not in a way I like. It's like a romance novel on action steroids. The idea is a good idea; it's just not done well. Too bad. It could have been really great.
Again, I say:
Go buy The Price of Stones and The Love We Share Without Knowing if you want to read a couple of AMAZING books. These will not be a waste of your time. I want to read them both again very soon.
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