Living to Tell the Story

Sometimes I just get a whole lot out of a book. 

 And I want to go back and reread.  

Or take a note or ten.  

Or write down a quote.

But paper and pen is in a land far, far away.

  And sometimes that book belongs to another.  

How could that be?

I know.

But it does happen.

What to do when the temptation to underline is too great?

So it dawned on me I had these post it tabby thingies sitting in my drawer doing nothing with their lives. 

Voila, problem solved.

And they're just happy to be out and about doing their thing.

I heart the post it sticky thingies.