So I come to Michigan on vacation and what do I do? I buy books. Like I need more books - but honestly, it wasn't my fault. I stopped by The Old Job yesterday to catch up with my former colleagues. While there I ran into one of their branch managers and lo and behold, it's used book sale time for them! And since I can't say no to used book sale (seriously, I'm sick), I thought it wouldn't hurt to stop by and take a look around. Plus, back in the dark ages, I was the "interim manager" at that location and I was hoping to see more of the staff (which I did - yippee!).
The single title pickins' were pretty slim, but Holy Harlequins Batman! A decent mix of lines were for sale - but I noticed a lot of Harlequin Romance and Harlequin American. Also, the inspirational lines were very well represented. My purchases generally ran towards sweet - just because that's what I was in the mood for. I gave them $10 and told them to keep the change - because that's how I roll.
Of course between these, the book I bought at a used bookstore earlier in the week, and the three books my Big Sis returned to me, that means I need to ship a box home. I can only imagine how happy My Man will be to see more books wandering into the Bat Cave, although he tells me he misses me. Maybe he misses me enough that another box of books arriving on our doorstep won't faze him all that much. Um, maybe?
In other news, the Daddy/Daughter baseball game is Saturday. Yes, pictures will be taken. Then Sunday morning I'm off to North Carolina and the Biltmore Estate. That means, it will be Wendy Media Blackout Time. I didn't feel like wrestling with the laptop. Which means I'll be unplugged from Sunday to Tuesday afternoon. Hey, I'll probably be OK. I've always heard the shakes don't get real bad until Day 3.