I got fed up with the template acting wonky, so here we are back to plain jane canned template provided by Blogger. To get the other template to work I would have had to transfer all the images, and while it looked simple enough, there were a lot of bloody images. Frankly, I'm too lazy.
I really should spring for my own designed template, but I'm a computer moron and I'm cheap. Maybe I should hold a really cool contest like the Smart Bitches. Design Wendy's Blog Template. Win Books! Win Amazon Gift Card! Think anyone would be crazy enough to do the work for me? I didn't think so. Back to the canned.
I didn't read a darn word all weekend long, but I just wrapped up Twelve Sharp by Janet Evanovich on audio. It was good. More of the same. And more Ranger. Oh, how I love me some Ranger. Morelli is stable, but where's the fun in that?
While I found this story fun (again more of the same), the love triangle really grated on me in this book. Frankly, I hate love triangles. I want to take the girl by the shoulders, shake her until her teeth rattle and scream, "Just make a choice already you clueless bimbo!"
We have an expression in the Midwest that I find fitting - shit or get off the pot. It's just gone on too long, and now Stephanie is looking more stupid than usual. I also can't believe that Morelli continues to put up with her indecision. He strikes me as too much of an Alpha dog for that. Ranger, I get. Ranger likes to play. But Joe? I can't believe he's still around. I can't believe he hasn't said, "Look cupcake, you need to shit or get off the pot."
But that's just me.