It is my duty as The Bookish Girl to point the following out to you (first seen on bookslut): A-zon has created the world’s biggest time suck.

As if I didn’t have enough to distract me!

I looked up my new favorite novel - The Plot Against America by Phillip Roth

It’s interesting that Father is way up there. Very interesting.

Intrigued, I looked up House of Mirth by Edith Wharton (the novel I’m currently reading.) Herself is one of the more frequent words there. Even more interesting.

I got my hair cut last weekend and my brains fell out in the process. This past week has been filled with lots of tripping over my own feet. Reknitting rows upon rows. Driving like and 80 year old. And just plain brainless activity. The only difference…my hair. I was happy to cut 5 inches off my head. The resulting pony tail is sitting severed on my dining room table. I’ve entertained ideas of turning it into a blush brush. Instead, it will be sent off to some worthy hair collecting charity.

Back to the Brains Falling out. Case in point:

Bed Head Before

Bed Head After

The fact that I posted these on the INTERNET speaks volumes.

Fortunately, for all of us, I can leave you with a picture of little Miss Neala…who is the damn cutest thing I have EVER seen.