You can tell by the length between my blog posts that I have fallen into that period of summer break where time ceases to have any meaning. I have forgotten what day it is and the sound of my alarm clock. Our recent vacation to San Antonio cut into my reading time. Hours spent sightseeing left me little energy for reading at night. Although I read every plaque at the Alamo and the Guinness World Record Museum--much to my family's dismay-- I cannot count those as a book, can I? I finished 18 b...
Published on July 25, 2010 02:03