All week, I wait for the new episode of A Game of Thrones, and celebrate it on Sunday by… folding laundry. The laundry is just so bleeping tedious, apparently I can’t force myself to do it unless somebody on my television is hacking with a sword at somebody else. May is gardening season with my mud-loving sons, so thank goodness for the commentary tracks on the Blu-Ray discs of Season One. There just aren’t enough new episodes to keep my family clothed. Were it not for bonus features, we’d all be naked as Daenerys Targaryen.
If I could read and fold laundry simultaneously, I’d be in fine shape. Lately I’m poking at the pile of reviewers’ copies that writers pressed on me at the Gaithersburg Book Festival, and so far the haul is good. It got me Kelly Ann Jacobson’s YA book, Dreamweaver Road, which I reviewed favorably here.
If I could read and fold laundry simultaneously, I’d be in fine shape. Lately I’m poking at the pile of reviewers’ copies that writers pressed on me at the Gaithersburg Book Festival, and so far the haul is good. It got me Kelly Ann Jacobson’s YA book, Dreamweaver Road, which I reviewed favorably here.