So, I asked Husband if there was any way he was getting out of work early enough last night to be able to hit up the library to procure a copy of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas for his gorgeous and brilliant wife. He responded that it was going to be a late night for him, that he didn't think he'd make it in time. This whole working thing is really starting to cramp my style.
After spending tooooo many hours with teenagers (if you know me, you know I don't do well amongst kids from ages 1-19), I came home to this!
Husband had thoughtfully stopped at Barnes & Noble on his way home! He also got himself a copy of East of Eden by John Steinbeck. Gotta love a man with good taste in literature!