Sun and Sand but Few Pages

A week of sun and sand was refreshing and much needed, but I still did not manage to read just one book. I am not sure that I even read more than 4 chapters.

We're not talking tough reading, here, either. And, ahem, we're not talking about the book club book for next week which I have yet to start, or, um, even purchase. What happened? A few short years back -- in the 3rd grade -- I listed "reading" as my favorite hobby. Perhaps I was really just looking for brownie points, but you get the point here.

I went south. I went north. I saw my best friend from kindergarden. I saw my best friend from high school. I saw my best friend from band camp. Need I say more?