Dear John

"Has anyone seen my book, Dear John?" I repeatedly ask my housemates and twitter, for two weeks.......

I normally don't buy books, but I wanted to read, "Dear John," and go see the movie before it left the theater. The library had a waiting list for the book, so I impulsively asked Hubby to pick it up for me.

He did. He's so sweet. But then I lost the book. And it's probably a good thing, because I had yet to read my book club selection for the month, "The Help."

I figured by the time I was finished with "The Help," "Dear John," would turn up.

Wrong.

Well, not the store bought copy, anyways. First, the book on CD was returned to the library and yours truly was next in line. I've listened to half the book in the car.

I now speak, write and tweet with a North Carolinian accent, as a result. But that's ok, my Daddy's from there, y'all.

Then the book came in last Saturday, but I was too lazy to pick it up, thinking "The Help," would tide me over until the library reopened on Tuesday.

Wrong, again

I finished "The Help," late Saturday night. (Book review tomorrow)

I found myself bookless again, and calling through the house, "has anyone seen my book, "Dear John?"

Anyways, it's Tuesday and I picked up the library copy of "Dear John," today. I'm excited to finish reading it. The story is so good! John is a surfer. I love surfing!

Now for the moral of the story, good thing I didn't lose a library book.........Phew!