We're leaving for our 5-day-long weekend in just a couple of hours. Hooray! Better yet, it's gorgeous weather out, so I'm predicting lots and lots of hours spent sitting outside in my mother-in-law's beautiful garden, soaking up sunshine. After a long, gray, rainy winter, I have become such a sunshine addict. Yesterday, Maya and I spent five hours sitting outside in the field behind our house, moving with the sunshine. She ran in great spinning circles, squeaking her monkey-toy in mad glee as she ran; I soaked up the rays and read a perfect light romantic comedy-adventure: Mr. Impossible by Loretta Chase, set in 1821 Egypt. Any book that manages to remind me of The Mummy, Jenny Crusie's novels, and George Eliot's Middlemarch (to which there are some really lovely allusions throughout) is a definite winner on all levels. So much fun, and very funny. And can I just say how grateful I am to have found and bought it in the British edition rather than the American edition? I'm culturally ingrained to prefer American covers most of the time, but in this particular case, the British version is so, so much more comfortable for reading in public...

I just finished printing out the first 38 pages (Times New Roman) of Kat by Moonlight so that I can bring a hard copy as well as my laptop to Bristol. I've also packed my 20% off voucher for the humongous Bristol Borders...I will try not to let myself use it this weekend, but I figured that if I do lose control when confronted by all those books (and, most importantly, a different selection of books than the Leeds Borders, which sometimes leads to dizziness and lack of self-control on my part), well, then, it's safer to do so with the voucher in hand...

Have a great weekend, everybody!