Bath tub reading time

I got off a half hour early yesterday after working through a case of the "I drank too much on a Sunday night."
My huge bath tub that I don't use as much as I should was calling me with a siren's song.
I parked in the garage, said hi to my boys and went straight upstairs to soak away my sickness in a rose scented bubble bath. While soaking in my heaven I started reading a book I've had on my to read list for years I'm with the Band: Confessions of a Groupie By Miss Pamela Des Barres.
So far, so good.