Confession Time?

It's seems I'm afraid of my books.

There. I said it.

I can't seem to pick a book and stick with it. I glance around and see some titles here and there (I've been moving them around hoping my hand will whip out and grab something) and then think, where are all the books I want to read?

I stood in front of my bookcases the other night and nothing! I know I have a ton of books that I want to read but I just couldn't see them.

Also, whenever I know I have an event coming up I can't pick a book. I'm afraid I'll get sucked into the story and be pissed because I can't finish the book. Weird I know but I used to get really upset when I was reading a book and had to put it down because I was going out for the evening. I usually had a great time but sometimes I would be wishing things would be over already so I can go back and read!

I purposely didn't pick a book this past weekend because I know I would have been even
bitchier (not possible) if I had to put down a perfectly great book to deal with all the shit around me.

Now this weekend is coming but I know I'm going to have a blast so I have more of a 'can't sit still' feeling.

I keep wondering how many bookstores we might get too and if we'll do some window shopping along Younge street. How many books can Bob carry?

Ooops. Should explain.

I'm going to Toronto (my Mt. Everest) on Saturday to meet Nath, Ames and Kristie! I mean, really, only a fellow blogger will get me into the big city and have me all excited about it!

I think Nath and Ames planned a trip to Toronto and knew that Kristie and I were near there so they asked if we would like to meet. Uh, hell ya!! (There is one other person who was supposed to come but she is having scheduling issues so I won't out her in case she can't make it although I would love to meet her also!)

Knowing myself well, I told them that I wouldn't be able to travel without Bob and that if they didn't want that I would totally understand. Apparently Bob is quite welcome as long as the man can carry books. Since he is used to me in bookstores it was all good.

I'm wondering how he will hold up meeting four other women who squeee and act like me around books. He may just start praying.

I will only be going on Saturday because you all know me - I'm like a puppy - I get all wound up and excited and then I need a nap.

I'm thinking I'll be lucky to see Sunday.

And so Ames and Nath will know who the chick is that just hugged them I'll post a picture. I figure any pictures of me from this weekend will have me with food in my mouth. Happens all the time so I'll post a picture of me that I like. I'm wearing my infamous painting clothes. People see me in this outfit and they know to get the hell out of the way cause the paint is about to fly!

So here I am with Cody bear. ( I would post a pic of Bob but with the way companies are about their employees online, I figure I'll just be safe. His work peeps don't know me from Adam)

Hey! I heard that moo!