I'm Judging a Book by its Cover

Did you know Half Price Books has an entire section devoted to the subject Paranormal Romance?  It's true.  That's where I found the Charlaine Harris books, the Sookie Stackhouse series, the Southern Vampire Mysteries.  And if I were going by the titles of the books or the cover designs, I'd never read any of them.  But, they come highly reccommended by my friend Amy, so I'm giving them a shot.

Anyway I picked out what I figured was probably the first in the series, based solely on the first publication date.....came home, googled the series, and the one I got isn't a part of that series.  But I've already read the first few pages, and I think it's pretty good.  So we'll see.....

We haven't begun the Bottle Battle yet.  Yesterday we had a little family birthday party for the boys which while fun, was exhausting from beginning to end, and this morning I just didn't have the energy to begin a battle.  Besides, there's no reason we couldn't begin tomorrow.  There's no law that says all new enterprises must begin on Mondays, is there?  If there is, it needs to be broken.

Anyway I discussed it with Mark, so we'll see how tomorrow goes.  We are both tentatively committed, and that's the best I can give at the moment.

We went to the mall tonight for dinner in the food court -- the easiest way we can go out to eat with the boys.  They can get McDonalds and the rest of us don't have to, and everyone is happy.  I thought it was going okay but then glanced over at AJ and noticed he was biting on his forearm pretty hard.  I told him to quit and he switched to the other arm.  We could see he was agitated but I'm not sure why.  It wasn't crowded or loud.  He's always been fine at the food court before.  It might have been that he kept dropping his McNuggets on the floor and we keep chastising him for it.  We didn't really chew him out, but every time he'd drop one one of us would go "AJ!"  He probably dropped, accidentally or on purpose, 4 out of 8 of them.  And dropped food at the mall is in a completely different category than dropped food at home.  There is no 5 second rule at the mall -- if it hovers anywhere near the floor, it's instantly diseased.

Anyway we came right home and he was fine by the time we got to the car.  Sigh.  It's always an adventure to figure out what is going on in these boys' heads.