So just because I’m on a roll.…. a read in the paper the other day that a cer­tain some­one, who must not be named but whose ini­tials are S.P., is now known as a “very suc­cess­ful book author”. Really. Won­der what the per­son who helped her write almost all of the book and whom she neglected to men­tion til the very end of her for­ward, thinks of that.

Not to men­tion that the national chain book­store we were at on Sat­ur­day had a copy of this per­sons “book” on every cof­fee table, end table and scat­tered in var­i­ous spots thru out the store. Pray tell. Whose idea was that? It was encour­ag­ing that every­one sit­ting at the tables and in the chairs was not pick­ing up the book and glanc­ing at it. I was sit­ting near a table where one was lay­ing and was ready to smack the guys hand in the other chair if it even inched towards it. And never, ever have I had the urge to deface some­thing. Until that day. And I didn’t. But again…if Santa is watch­ing?? I was a very good girl. I didn’t even pick up all the copies and take them to the front desk and tell them some­one had inad­ver­tently dis­trib­uted them on tables and I was wor­ried about theft. Not because I am being nice. Because I didn’t want to touch them. You know…the flu and all.