It is funny how all the people in my family read differently. Me and my dad are alike in how many books we read but like different subjects and styles. I love to re-read old favorites, as does my father, which my Mother can’t stand. My mother loves romance and what I call fluff books (even I like fluff sometimes, every now and then it is good to read something lite that makes you laugh). My sister reads just about anything but does not re-read.

I realized just how book oriented my life is. I was planning how to spend a little extra money I had and was daydreaming about filling my upstairs bedroom with shelves, so I could organize all my books and be able to find everything, lol.