Boys over books??!!

I have the Harry Potter, book 7, to read! I haven't started it, but I have it. I don't like to buy hard back and neither does my sister. But my sister didn't want someone telling her the ending of the book, so she bought the hard back copy anyway. She intends to sell it to her friend once she and I have read it. She finished reading it and now it is my turn. I don't want anyone to tell me the end--- so if you've read it, please don't tell me anything about the book.

My sister finished the book on Friday and she gave it to me on Saturday. But I haven't touched it.....

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I'm awfully confused. Why haven't I read it yet? I have been waiting for the new Harry Potter book for a very long time. And now I have a copy. It's right there... in my papasan, ready to be read. And yet... there it has been sitting all weekend. Not touched. And there it still sits...

I was thinking about it today and I know why I haven't started it yet. I remembered what I did this weekend that prevented me from reading the book. The answer? A boy. Can you believe it? I chose a boy over a book!! I've never done that before!--- A really good friend of mine and I went camping together. He invited me to go with his family. It was really fun.

Here's the thing, though: I don't like camping. Really, I don't. I haven't been since Girls camp and I didn't like it much then. There's dirt and snakes and porty-potties. (ick!)

But this was different. I got to do all kinds of fun things... brave things, even. I drove a four-wheeler! I roasted marshmallows. I ate really good steak and I cuddled by the fire... Yeah, my finger nails got dirty and I felt stinky by the end of the camping trip, but I didn't care. It didn't bother me. And the bug thing wasn't a problem, nor the snakes. We didn't see any snakes. Or bears, which I was convince on our little hike that we'd run into one and then I'd get eaten. But that didn't happen. Instead, we danced under the stars. We laughed and I played Frisbee with his brother. We ate cobbler. I relaxed. I was brave...

It was really great. I never would have believed it if someone had told me that choosing a boy over a book was fun. But it was.

Choosing to go camping was brave. But I still want to read Harry Potter. I think that is what I am going to do now.---Back to books over boys. It was fun for a little while, but I'm ready to get back to my old book-wormy self. Back to the books. For now at least.