I didn't buy a magazine for a month. Not one. My husband thought that I was cured. He was celebrating...the poor misinformed man. But alas, I was just being disciplined because I wanted to have a lot to pour over on vacation. Oh ha ha ha. See the damage I did today? I got a book too. Also coming with me on the plane is a blunt pair of scissors and the embroidery projects I've been meaning to get to (I have big aspirations for this relaxing trip.). I'm planning a little pillowcase re-do for my kids. Husband thinks the blunt scissors will not make it on the plane. We'll see about that.