for being so quiet. I don’t even have a good excuse; I’m perfectly fine. Well, I’m the extremely tired most women get when they are newly pregnant, but other than that, I’m perfectly fine. I can even brush my teeth without loosing everything down in my belly!
I just haven’t had much to say. I’m so overjoyed/overwhelmed by this that I can’t think of much to talk about except the baby. You have no idea how much a shock this was. Yes, we were trying, but we had been trying for a year. I had given up. I honestly thought something was – wrong – down there and was, honestly, not expecting this. Tis thrown me for a loop, it has. I’m just so…happy.
And so far, the curse of the first pregnancy has not reared it’s ugly head. I gulped down over half of The Observations by Jane Harris this weekend to finish it Sunday. And I also gulped down the latest Fables graphic novel over the weekend as well (SO good). I’ve now started An Unpardonable Crime by Andrew Taylor, also known as The American Boy. I saw his name mentioned at Bookgirl’s wonderful site and looked him up. This is a little bit out of my norm; I don’t usually read the mysteries/thrillers genre, but this looked really good, so I thought I’d try it. I’ve been looking for something lately, to read, and I haven’t been able to put my finger on exactly what that is. Something gothic, mysterious, romantic…sort of like The Historian, which I read last year and LOVED. Rebecca came close. Hopefully this will too.
I do plan on reviewing Snakes on a plane, but hopefully for Estella (if I can get my butt in gear). Hopefully look for it there!