I've discovered The Sopranos. No, I'm not proud of myself. I have kind of an issue with delayed gratification so I have to wait until a show is off the air and get all the seasons at once so I can watch them in rapid succession. There is no waiting with bated breath around my house! I've been watching so intently (and also playing a new computer game, Westward 3, which is a story for another day) that the rest of my life is basically on hold. Which means I'm eating like a pig and not exercising.Which means my butt looks like the back end of my dad's old Cavalier. And there's almost no reading, which means I'm growing stupider by the second. See! Is stupider even a word? I have no idea!
Hopefully I'll be back with something worth reading when I'm done with the show. Or when I lose interest, whichever happens first. I'm only on Season Two, though, so it may be a while.
Car/butt picture stolen from wikimedia.
Oh, P.S. Mr. Jim is recuperating from a broken pelvis. He fell in his bathroom, spent a while in the hospital and then in a rehab center and is now at home with a live-in aide. Please keep him in prayer (and the aide, Brenda, who seems like a great person and so helpful) while he's on the mend.