Welp. I haven’t posted anything since July of 2016, and that was basically a failed attempt at participating in #booktubeathon. So if you’re reading this, thanks for sticking with me even though I’m a perpetual blogging slacker.

I wasn’t able to participate in last summers readathons for various reasons (I assume; I can’t seem to remember what those reasons might have been) and I am SO excited about this weekend. I feel prepared, and I feel like it’s coming at the perfect time. I truly need a weekend away from the rest of the world.

My book stack is looking great, and as usual, I’m sure that my eyes are bigger than my “stomach”. I made sure to pad it with some graphic novels and a book of poetry, though, so I can feel energized and accomplished if things start to feel draggy.

Right now it’s 11:18 pm on Friday night. I’m writing from the literal blanket fort that Kyle built for me this evening. (Why, yes, I did spend $13 at Aldi’s to buy a children’s fort building frame because I COULD) I’m actively *not* listening to the news, while the husband is responsibly trying to catch up on the days’ activities in DC.

Before signing off for the evening and getting ready to read (I might actually make it up until the official midnight start time for the first time!), I want to send a quick shoutout to all of the badasses joining marches tomorrow across the US. I’d like to think that if crowds didn’t give me major anxiety, I’d be out there marching, too, but if I’m honest with myself, smaller acts of protest are more my style. So this weekend I’m protesting by including some important works in my TBR stack for the #24in48 and cheering for my friends who are braver than I.

Here’s to taking a page from Obama’s book and surviving with books for the next 4 years.