Sugar Plums Dance...

The thunder and rain didn't find it's way just south of our city, like it did yesterday. I laid, curled with a book this afternoon while the tapping on my window pane quickened and slowed with the tempo of the storm. It was relaxing and I sunk into the story in my hands. I enjoy reading Janet Evanovich. Her character of Stephanie Plum gives me validation that a woman can be strong and vulnerable at the same time. Her thought patterns are hauntingly familiar. I find such connection in an easy and quick read.

Rachel came bouncing on my bed, asking me to make a batch of brownies (with the sole purpose of getting to lick the bowl afterwards) and asked if I had read the whole book just today? "Yep" I said.

Debbie called while I was in the middle. I didn't have much to say and she wondered what I was doing. "Reading" I said. She asked if I read the last page. "Yes" I said. I could only picture her rolling her eyes at the thought. I am one of those people that reads the last page before I continue with a book. I know...many don't agree with this. I chuckle when I hear or see someone else do this, cause I understand. For me, at least, if it ends with humor or happy connotations then it is something I want to see why with. I don't want to get through something I immerse myself in so completely only to be tormented with a sad or traumatic ending. I get too involved within the story and the sadness ultimately leaves me sad...too. Perhaps, it is a control issues...perhaps it is just wanting something good to happen even if it is just in a book.

The brownies are in the oven and the timer is set. I think I will go see where Stephanie goes next...