Rescuing Sven

Zim has a reindeer toy that I've renamed Sven.  He loves attacking Sven and carrying him around in his mouth.  Well, Sven needed to be washed, and I was putting everything in the laundry basket to get ready to do a load of laundry.  I though Zim was not in the bedroom, but he was stalking me (what's new?) and saw me grab Sven from the couch and, worse yet, saw me put Sven in the laundry basket.  It turned into a rescue mission and a few minutes later, when I went back into the bedroom, I found Sven outside of the basket and Zim inside it.  Not only did Sven get rescued from the clutches of the laundry basket, but also Zim realized that it's a great place to play in.

I finished Run by Ann Patchett over the weekend.  It was lovely, but I felt it ended way too soon and wanted to read so much more about my new friends in the book.  I suppose that is the sign of a good author.  I have decided I need to read more of her books, so I've put a few more on hold at the library.  While I wait for some holds to come in, some Elliott Smith biographies, I'm reading a complete guilty pleasure book, which I'm thoroughly enjoying, Chasing Harry Winston by Lauren Weisberger. She wrote Devil Wears Prada, which I'm still upset about because that is actually my story but it would've been called Satan Wears Gucci.  Oh well, maybe one of these days I will actually try my hand at writing a novel and get all the money and fame I deserve.  Ha!