Up Late, Reading

I think we needed this. A forty dollar gift certificate to the local book store. Some tea. A holiday tomorrow. Two cats and a stack of books. It's a perfect night to stay up late reading.

I am ploughing through Jhumpa Lahiri's The Namesake and could hardly put it down until the end of a particular chapter, when I was overcome with tears and on the verge of sobbing. One reviewer's comment said that her writing is so good, you forget you're reading. I'll second that. Unbelievable that this is a first novel.

Mr. F is reading Revolution in the Valley, yet another book about Apple Computers and the people behind the Macintosh.

We've been so engrossed that we only just noticed what time it is. Thankfully neither of us have to get up at any prescribed time tomorrow.