On a normal Tuesday night, my wife Katie was feeling really antsy.

We'd already gone for a drive just to get out of the apartment for a bit, but after arriving home she was still complaining of feeling cooped up with nothing to do.

Looking around the living room, I spied our bookshelf and -- in a moment of inspiration -- asked if she wanted to tear a book in half. She laughed, then enthusiastically said, "Yeah!"

Going to the bookshelf, I looked for book we didn't have many ties to, eventually settling on a book about fashion neither of us had ever read before Katie suggested a novel I'd started but never finished.

The rest, well, you can watch for yourself!