Caught red handed

Got an hour Katniss... let's do this.

Seriously that is how I feel every time I open Hunger Games, or any book that I am into. It is like having a piece of divine chocolate that you hide and want to be in secret while you eat it... that is how I am when I have a good book. I disappear to the world, and really - mainly, to my family.

Today was such a day.

But let's rewind for a moment... I have been pretty darn good the past day or two... haven't pulled out the book and put a pleather of movies on for my children. Yes I have been up until one in the morning reading... that way it is no interrupted book and me time. But that has me on edge during the day, especially with my kids. Not so much on their good side lately, I don't blame them. I neglect at moments... and I feel no guilt. Until I watch something like my sister Rachael makes. See post before. Then I feel a little guilt. I guess that is why I am not such a consistent avid reader... I would be doomed. Or my family would go hungry - probably both.

Anyway, today I went, ahem snuck, upstairs to H's room {which by the way has the SOFTEST bed I have ever sat on. The other morning I totally booked it to H's room when he came in to our room after a nightmare. Spencer got up to take him back to bed and I sprang up as well calling dibs - almost - on taking him. Then I sank into the love of a bed and drifted off to sleep. It is quite possibly a coma bed.} to take a much needed hour to read. Spencer was outside - where he has been all day - Hudson was helping him with whatever thing they were up to. R was taking a nap and my house was in some MAJOR need of love. But that can wait, right? Right. {I mean it isn't like I just didn't clean the flippin' house yesterday - toilets and all.} So I fell into H's bed and started to read. It was my date with Katniss. I may have read for about an hour and 15 min. when I heard Spencer walking up the stairs. I seriously didn't know what to do. Should I hide under the covers? Should I jump up act like I am making the bed?

Should I ....

Nope, just sat there reading. He took one look at me, which by the way wasn't a lovingly look, and turned around. I asked him to come and sit with me for a min. Then I got the "No, I have got things that need to be done around here." Pshhhh okay. So my hour was up and I felt bad and guilty for reading. To be honest. I walked outside and asked him if he was upset with me, to which I got "No, I just need help. The house needs to be cleaned, the dished need to be done - they are just sitting there, I have got all these plants to plant. etc. " I was a little miffed if I am being honest. I mean when did he turn into the woman? Hello? {nothing against men, just saying...}

So I cleaned. And to tell the truth it doesn't look like i have done a thing. But I got the dishes done and made a mean dinner. So our tummies are full. And now i have the wee hours of the night to reconnect with Katniss. She fulfills me at this moment. ha.