Sunday, August 30, 2009

"Mom, next time you make dinner, make different food, ok? Then I'll eat it and won't cry."

That's what Connor just said to me. Excuse me? Do you see the word "slave" or "personal chef" carved on my forehead? How old are you, anyway?
I should have opted for PB&J. Heck of a lot faster. Oh well.

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Tracey's bookshelf: read

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
The Girl Who Played with Fire
The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest
My Sister's Keeper
Nineteen Minutes
The Pact
The Tenth Circle
Change of Heart
Keeping Faith
Handle with Care
House Rules
More Than It Hurts You
Amy and Isabelle
A Prayer for Owen Meany
A Widow for One Year
The 158-Pound Marriage
To the Lighthouse
Between the Acts
A Room of One's Own, and Three Guineas
The Help

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