On the dinner table tonight:
Lemon-Garlic Baked Salmon
Acorn Squash with Tomatoes and Kale
Roasted Sweet Potato Fries
After dinner we decided to go on a walk. While getting ready, Andrew spotted a library book on the floor on my side of the closet.
**Important background information: I have a terrible track record for returning library books, movies, etc. I am the proud owner of Castaway, Soul Surfer, Sister Act, (all movies I rented for youth group lessons) and Grey’s Anatomy Season 1 (uh, not for youth group) because I repeatedly forgot to return them to Blockbuster and eventually owed more than they were worth. Thankfully, the public library only charges 10 cents per day, so I have yet to purchase a book as a result of my forgetfulness. Lately, with Andrew’s help, I have been improving.**
Back to the book in the closet. I found it yesterday when I emptied a backpack. I knew it was way overdue.
A: Catherine, when did you check out this book?
C: …When we visited my dad [early November.]
A: That wasn’t that long ago…Oh. Not at Christmas? The November trip?
[Catherine gives a “guilty” grin; Andrew picks up the book and starts turning pages.]
A: Where’s the receipt that says when it’s due?
C: …In the other book that I checked out the same day…
[Andrew gives Catherine a “Seriously?” look, followed by a few statements about the importance of returning library books on time.]
We dropped it. Then we walked downstairs, started lacing up our sneakers, and discussed how long of a walk we wanted to take.
C: Well, I’m going running in the morning.
C: Yep… I’m running FAR.
A: [Lips curling up into a smirk]…The library is pretty far. Maybe you could run there and return your books.
Touche, husband, touche.
My brother gave me a gift card to Barnes & Noble for Christmas with a note that said, “Stop going to the library.” Perhaps he was on to something.