... reading A Cotswold Killing by Rebecca Tope. It's a murder mystery I picked up in England. In the Cotswolds, actually. Yes, I am actually that much of a dink.
By the way, you know how American TV is always ripping off British shows? I think I'm going to write A Costco Killing. Yes, I just thought of that comic gem. And it's only the first category. Stick around.
Oh, and Mike, by P. G. Wodehouse, which I downloaded for free from Amazon for my iPod's Kindle app. If you have any interest whatsoever in public domain literature, (i.e., old shit that uses big words,) you should check out free e-readers like Kindle and Stanza and that one from Barnes and Noble. Trust me. You'll never be bored again.
... listening to Desolation Island by Patrick O'Brian from Audible.com. I've already read the book a couple of times and listened to Patrick Tull read it, but I have a massive audiobook hard-on for Simon Vane and felt a strong need to hear all 21 of the Aubrey/Maturin novels as read by him. Yes, I am actually that much of a dink, part deux.
... watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer via Netflix DVDs. My husband and I are catching up with awesome, cult-worthy shows that were on TV when we were busy wrangling toddlers into their footie pajamas.
It turns out that we love Buffy. We're totally addicted and begrudge every moment we can't fire up the flat screen, light the candles, pour the drinks, curl up on our giant brown velvet sofa, and head to Sunnydale, CA. We're finishing up Season 3.
And now I hear Spike will be coming back. I can't wait.
... eating leftover party food from last Saturday's Halloween party. Yes, still. I've got a bunch of containers of pulled pork and chili in the freezer. I also have innumerable bags of Goldfish and pretzels and such. Honestly, I could go another three or four days without cooking a thing, but tonight I gave everyone a break and made spaghetti with meat sauce. Tomorrow it's back to leftovers.
... drinking red wine. Shiraz. So yummy and yet, not particularly fattening.
... making a heroic effort not to let my children drive me crazy. So far I'm triumphing over insanity. No thanks to them.
... waiting for this incredible spell of damp, rainy, overcast weather to finally end. In case you haven't heard, Chicago is the new Seattle, except with fewer hipsters drinking less coffee.
... wondering whether my kids are ever going to develop any study habits.
... hoping they will because, hello, the Buffy Season 3 two-part "Graduation" episodes are supposed to be awesome.
... thinking that somebody needs to invent a laundry-folding machine.