It's an addiction I tell you

So, being inspired by seeing some other bloggers TBR piles, I decided to organize my own. I know I really need to do this because when I was pulling them all out, I noticed duplicates. Duplicates in a TBR pile! I have't kept up with recording them on my spreadsheet and I really must do that to avoid future duplicate purchases!
As I glanced at them all lined up in the hallway, I realized that I really MUST stop buying new books! Today! Like no bookstore visits for a year. (hah! As if that will happen)

At the moment, I have no idea how to organize them, but here they are - in all their splendour.


Now for some close-ups


I still have a few more scattered around the house too!

And for Cindy & Megan - here is just some of my Anne Stuarts


Now I thought I would add a story. We got new windows a few years ago. Most of them are pretty straight forward open and close, but there is one in the dining room that opens a bit different than all the other ones. I'm sure Ron showed me how it worked, but as with so many things he showed me, I didn't really pay attention to what he said. And since we got Central Air last year, it didn't really matter, I wouldn't be opening it anyway.
Well, I cooked a turkey on Sunday and it got hot in the kitchen. Unbeknownst to me, and without realizing I had no idea how it really worked, Lisa opened the dining room window. It was warm out Sunday and Monday so I didn't really notice the draft coming from that window. Not until late Tuesday night. Then when I felt the breeze I checked the window and sure enough, it was open. "This isn't going to be good" I thought to myself. First off, we have these REALLY HEAVY blinds on the window and when you lift them up, they are difficult to get down. So, since it was late at night and I didn't really feel comfortable trying to open them in case they proved to difficult to get them down, I just kind of stepped behind them and tried to close the window. Well, the bottom part went down fine, but then so did the top part. Go down that is. I tried to lift it up but ran into problems (of course I did!) I am of the vertically challenged persuasion and the window goes to the top of the wall. I had to duck out from behind the blinds and get my little step stool. I got back behind the blinds and up on that and tried to lift the top section. And didn't it not line up with the bottom section so that I could lock them in place. I struggled with that damn window for about 15 minutes. Now I have a short patience level and by that time I'd reached it. I sent a quick email off to Lisa asking if she had opened the window and saying I couldn't get it closed. What I expected her to do, I'm not sure. She was out of town on business (and this time left Arthur the dog somewhere else) I mean, it's not like she was going to get up and drive 2 hours at 11:00 at night so she could help me figure out how to close a bloody window. But I was frustrated and it was either that or throw a chair through the damned thing in annoyance. So - here it is 11:00 at night, getting cooler by the minute and I can't close a stupid window. Luckily our kitchen has a door leading into it I can close and another door on the the other side. I just closed them for the night and let it get cold in there. The next day I called Brent, our oldest son, to see if he could stop by on the way home and close the window for me. Naturally I had to try out my new toy on him

(poor dear - he looks tired doesn't he? And he just got off work and looks a tad scruffy)
And please ignore the kitchen background. I HATE the kitchen. It's the only room in the house we haven't gotten around to redoing. Mostly because I have no idea what to do with it. I'm hoping someone who knows a lot more than me about decorating, who is making a trip to London soon, will have some ideas.

So there you have it. My incredibly frightening TBR pile and my incompetence at closing windows.

'til later