I have two wonderful friends, Esther and Bridgette, whom I teased all the time.  You see, they enjoy reading Amish stories.  I would never make fun of quilting, since I am a quilter, but why would you read an ENTIRE book on churning butter.  I mean, every page must read the same:  Got up at five am, milked the cow, put the cream in the churner and I churned and churned and churned until I got butter.  hehe-silly me!

They kept insisting-no, its not like that, they're wonderful stories.

Fast forward about a year and we've exchanged all the Christian fiction we have and Esther drops off three Amish stories.  There they sat, staring me in the face, until one night, I cracked one open out of sheer boredom.  Well, not boredom really-lack of wanting to pull anything else out to do at 8pm really.

I stayed up until 1am and finished that book.  And to top it off, I stayed up the next two nights until 1am finishing the  other two books. 

Now, I'm hooked.  Esther just dropped off four more books-no sleep for the Amish readers!