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If I had a billion dollars, I'd give a million to each of my friends and family. I'd have an indoor gym and pool built at my college. I'd pay for teachers aides at my daughter's school. I'd buy every book Nora Roberts ever wrote, and I'd fly to her next book signing so I could tell her thank you for saving my sanity by giving me an escape from reality for a few hours at a time.
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1,000 Shades of Fool
American Girl
Buddhists Do Scratch Their Heads Too
DJGroovySlug
FlyLady.net
He Wrote, She Wrote
I choose not to believe
I Was Just Thinking...
Jill Shalvis
Long and Writing Road
Miss Snark
Passionate Chaos
Pub Rants
Questions Asked, Questions Answered
Running With Quills
Still I Rise
Sublime Vacuity
The Steal-Me Book
Turn the Page
Woodland Rambles
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Taken from the ALA website
Books I have read are italicized.
Ethel told someone what to do one time too many.
Ethel and the little girl and boy who live across the yard were playing in the dirt. She told him what to do, and when he didn't want to, she took his bike. He said that he wanted it back, and she told him that she would go put it in his yard. Apparently he took exception to her executive decision, because he punched her.
In. The. Face.
Broke her glasses, busted her lip, and gave her a doozy of a nosebleed. Oshu, of course, freaked the hell out- mostly because he seriously dislikes the demonspawn in the first place, but also because her nose was really bleeding a lot. He yelled for me, and when I walked into thd kitchen to assess the damage, he was ranting about "the little asshole broke her glasses, and I think he broke her nose". Considering that she wasn't even crying, I was pretty sure that the nose was going to be fine. So, I left him using my favorite pastel blue beach towel to soak up the blood and walked over to talk to the kid's mom.
She, of course, blinked innocently and claimed that her son "never hits anybody unless it's in self-defense" which I happen to know is bullshit since I watched him punch a teenage boy in the balls earlier today... but I just let it go. After all, we've been warning Ethel for years that someone was going to get tired of being told what to do and punch her. It just finally happened, that's all... and fortunately for us, it wasn't George who did it, so we don't have to punish him.
And kudos to Wal-mart Vision Center- they were able to straighten the frames and put the lens back in, so the glasses are fine.
The best part? He's only four. Yep, my daughter just got her ass beat by a preschooler half her size.
18 more days until 
comes out. Yay! I loved the first two books in this series, and the hero of this new one is one of my favorite characters- so I'm really looking forward to seeing him meet his match.
