Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Karma. (Or, what goes around comes around)

From the time I was around ten until I was eighteen, the thing my family complained most about me was my tendency to disappear into a book, even in the midst of family gatherings. Well, karma is paying me back. Nowadays, when I drive Annie around on errands, and try to chat with her, I get only vague, distracted answers, since her head is buried in a book.


Mary Kate said...

That sounds like some one I know! Cecilia will disappear for hours with her nose in a book!

our little brown life said...

Hilarious! Thanks for the buzzkill Cathy- since reading this I'm going to be pondering all of my vicious childhood habits and how they'll come back to me tenfold!
love ya,