I read the first, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, on the trip, finishing it the weekend after I got home. I loved it, of course! A few days later I began the second, The Girl Who Played With Fire. I was 2/3 through it, and last night decided to finish it. I was reading voraciously and was nearly finished. I had decided to stay up until I completed it, but around 11:00, I dropped off to sleep several times, and knew that I needed to let the last couple chapters wait until this morning. After all, it was going to be Sunday, and what better thing to do but stay in bed with my carafe of coffee and a couple of ginger crisps, to complete the good read.
Side note: I had planned to go to spiritual services today, but a little mishap last night told me I was not going to do so. More on that in a bit. And TL, quit stewing, it was just a little thing.This morning, I woke after sleeping till almost 8:00 (yippee!), made my coffee, and crawled back in bed with the pups, the coffee mug and carafe, and the Kindle. I read just a few paragraphs and was shocked into complete awakeness! (I know that’s not a real word, buzz off!)
I had figured out several of the twists and turns in the plot, who some of the characters were and their places in the scheme of the book, a few of the whodunnits, but not THAT!! If I’d stayed awake long enough to read the net few paragraphs, I would have been awake to finish the book last night, because I would have been immediately wide awake!! So THAT’S how he figured in the story!!! OMG!!
I’m not saying more, because if you haven’t read the book, I don’t want to take away your right to have the same Holy-Toledo-moment! WOW!! If you’ve read it, you know what I’m talking about, right?
I'm starting the third and, sadly, final book as soon as I sign off here. I can't wait, 'cause I'm kinda left dangling and very hungry!
Now, about the mishap; a bit hard to explain, but here goes ....
Last night I was playing with the dogs, a bit of scuffling on the floor. We were having a good time, I was throwing toys for them to chase and playing keep-away, too. At one point Max got a bit huffy. He hasn’t figured out the game of fetch and doesn’t play with toys, and that only adds to his frustration over the games I play with the others. When I do this I try to also play with him by rolling him end over end, catching his tail for a moment, as well as petting him a lot. He is SO jealous of the other, especially the boys, Sam and Joey.
I’m not exactly sure what happened. I think as I was holding a toy over Joey’s head, he stood on his hind legs trying to reach it, and when he lost balance, came down on Max. At any rate, Max tore into Joe, and I think as I drew my hand down, it was between the two boys. It was so fast, that is just my best guess. Max bit my wrist. I assume my own movement caused a “slashing” action, and there are several “cuts” on the top of my wrist. It’s not deep, but deep enough to bleed profusely for a few minutes. And it hurt like a sumbich!! There were definitely some bruising of muscles thrown in for good measure!
I cleaned the gashes and medicated them, then wrapped gauze around the wrist to keep the blood and medication contained. I hated to go into public this morning wearing a bandage that looks like I slashed my wrist last night!
I took some arthritis-strength Tylenol to ease the pain last night, probably one factor to falling asleep so early. This morning, there is some muscle soreness, but I can see that there is no serious damage. It’s sore, but that will subside soon. In fact, it is already much better than when I woke this morning.
I’d show you a picture of the gore (LOL!) but I’ve already rebandaged it, and I’m not going to undo it. No, it’s not gory, but just three or four nicks in my skin and one about 3/4” long. As I said, deep enough to bleed well, but that’s about it.
My life. Aren’t you jealous???
BWAAA ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!