I just finished my first book since I was was required to read “The Great Gatsby” my senior year of high school. Yes, I am almost 30 years old.

If you think I paid $12,000 a year (for 5 years) at college to read entire books on the most boring subjects in the world - you’re crazy! That is why God created Cliff Notes & the internet.

Back to the book I just completed - “The Virgin Suicides.” It’s probably a little out-dated by now, but I actually enjoyed it. I’ve been taking our son to the library and I started feeling like the librarian was looking over my account in pity. I’m fairly certain she knows that I’m not reading “Harry Has Spots” or “What The Pigs Eat.”

What is it with librarians and their style? She had the typical tucked in, fully buttoned up blouse, and full length skirt with the brown oval reading glasses hanging around her neck.

Every week I get this look of disappointment. Like “I see you bring your kid here and pretend it’s important to read, but don’t read yourself….” Alright already. I decided to look studious last week so I picked up two books.

Next week I’m going to shock the socks off the old librarian and check out some sex books!