The girl with the dragon tattoo who kicked the hornet's nest after playing with fire is an interesting girl.
563 pages + sunshine on the weekend = not much else got done.
(Well besides taking family pics for Gail, and pouring boiling water on my weeds, and going to Southgate's grad banquet, and driving Drew here and there, and going to White Rock for fishnchips and deciding that "yes" we should fit a quick trip to the Lake District when we're in England ... other than that - all I did was read.)
WAAaaaaay too many Swedish last names that all look the same to me.
WAAAyyyy too many Swedish streets that mean nothing to me.
Wayyyyy too many Swedish cities that I have no frame of reference for.
But still, a gripping story that had me looking forward to the big court scene at the end.
So sad that the author died before this trilogy was published.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Never before in the history of mankind has anyone ever beat Bob 3 games in a row. Not that I'm counting, but I think I just did. Toot. Toot.
2. Strawberries-and-feta-cheese-with-poppy-seed-dressing salads. Yummers.
3. Claire got there safely, had a good weekend and a fabulous first day.