Now, on to the post.
I have been tagged by Ciara. I recently discovered her blog and fell in love with it. Go check it out! And I was also tagged by Kmont from Lurv a la Mode. I love reading her thoughts and reviews. If you haven't yet, go check her out, too!
Anyway, here is the rule:
Grab the book nearest to you and open to page 123. Then post the 5th sentence.
Temptation, as Kolis had long ago learned, worked best when delight was just out of reach, and despite Annoura's resistance, her hunger for forbidden pleasures was growing stronger with each passing day.
This is from Lady of Light and Shadows. I'm doing a reread of C.L. Wilson's Tairen Soul series in anticipation of the September release of King of Sword and Sky.
In other, rather embarrassing news, I just had an eye exam and it might have been the single most humiliating thing I've done all year.
I've worn glasses since I was thirteen. When I got to high school, I ditched the glasses and used my not so good eyes, because glasses weren't kewel. By the time I graduated, glasses were in and even people who didn't need them were wearing them for fashion reasons. Of course, I jumped back on the bandwagon with my black rectangular studious glasses. Anyway, I eventually lost all of the glasses I owned and never took the time to replace them. I never even thought about them until I recently began having trouble driving at night because I couldn't see signs clearly, or the road for that matter. After running over one too many curbs that I never saw coming, I made an eye appointment to get a new prescription.
Dun, dun, dun...
So while I'm sitting in the dark room being prompted by the friendly optometrist to read the first line of letters, I totally freak out because I can't see the first line. She then says: "Try the second line, the letters are a little bigger."
Nope, can't make out that blurry line either. So on and so forth. I swear I wanted to shrink down into the chair and disappear with each line of letters that I could not see. But it gets worse. After the humiliating exam is over and we've found the correct bifocal prescription for my pitiful eyes, the doctor politely asks me if I drove myself to the appointment.
At this point, I do shrink down into the chair and squeak out, "Yes. Yes, I did."
Dr. Wright smiles at me, real sugary like, and makes a quiet tsking noise and asks, "How far away from the office do you live?"
I clear my throat and say, "Only like two miles away."
"Good," she says, relieved. Then she continues, "Make sure that your husband takes you in to get your prescription filled. Because with your sight as bad as it is, I don't think I trust you on the roads by yourself ... without glasses."
I swear I wanted to cry. I ask her, "Are you saying that I'm legally blind?"
"Oh no," she says. I let out a sigh of relief, but before I could celebrate this good news, she adds: "At least not yet."
How freaking embarrassing.