Well, so far March has gotten off to a rather unpleasant start in terms of the weather. In my mind, February 28 is the day that winter officially ends, and March 1 means the very first day of spring. Not this year. I woke up to inches of snow galore. Lovely. Because, you know, I've loved this miserable weather so much this winter. And all winters, really. :-(
Why, oh why, did I not become a teacher??? Snow days... summer vacations... *sighs*. There's no such thing as a snow day in the world of finance, kids. In case you were wondering about that.
Sorry I didn't post yesterday. I didn't really have much to post about. I woke up, went to the gym, straightened up my room, read, and got completely sucked into a Golden Girls marathon on, of all channels, the Hallmark channel. I don't think I've ever watched the Hallmark Channel ever, but upon learning that they air The Golden Girls every day in the afternoon and at night, I think I might have to start. I love those four feisty cheesecake-devourin' broads!
So I just finished Swapping Lives, literally, about ten minutes ago. I had to finish it. It refused to be put down. I really, really liked it! I'd forgotten how much I love Jane Green, it's been so long since I've read one of her books, but now that I've revisited her, I remember how much I adore her. I have yet to be disappointed in a book of hers. There are some I liked better than others, sure, but by and far, they've all been fun, amusing, and delightful reads. This one was a little predictable, sure, but I loved it. If you like witty chick lit, please go read this.
The one thing that annoyed me about it, however, was a few minor errors that escaped the eyes of the editor/proofreader. In several instances, the wrong character was referenced- i.e., referring to "Vicky" as "Amber", when she meant to say "Vicky". Boo-hiss to whoever edited the book.
Although I'm supah-tired and probably won't start it tonight, I did choose my new book pick- here's a pic of the pick (aren't I clever?):
Sweet and Low: A Family's Story, by Rich Cohen. It's about the family that invented the scary little Sweet and Low packets. The book is actually written by the founder's disinherited grandson. Disinherited? Sounds like a book packed full of gossip to me! I don't know how much you can gossip about a family that invented pink packets of saccarin, but hopefully, there's something scandalous. Family members don't get disinherited for nothing, you know? ;-D I'll start it tomorrow and supply you with my two cents.
All right, I'm beat. Time to catch up with everyone else's blogs and call it a night. Ciao for now!