And lay off the Kindle Singles.
But I’m taking a favourite book with me to the hospital. “Our Hearts Were Young And Gay” by Cornelia Otis Skinner and Emily Kimbrough. I’m just going to have to be careful not to laugh too hard. It’s one of the funniest books I’ve ever read. It’s about two innocents abroad in Europe in the 1920s and their misadventures. Think the fur coats and the money purse under the skirt are just hysterical and the money purse reminded me of what mine did when I was alone in Britain in 1980. A story for another time. My mom introduced me to the book before she sent me off for a month alone in the UK as a college graduation gift, paid for my recently deceased at the time grandfather. What she really wanted was to get me away from my first lesbian relationship. What she didn’t know was that we had just broken up and that was the source of the ulcer I was diagnosed with the week before I left.
Anyway, read the book and laugh.