A Road Less Travelled

  Last night I had a hankering to go out and do something.  So I called Raquel and said, “I feel like going out and doing something. You wanna come?” At ths point I had an idea of something to do. It struck me as being the height of lame while also fun. I thought, we could go to the library. Yes, yes, I know. Such wildness in today’s youth. But see the libraries around here, while otherwise falling far short of my good opinion of libraries, do have such a thing as a book sale room. An entire room devoted to selling the books they don’t want anymore. And, what’s more, they stock this room on Tuesdays. Yesterday was Tuesday. So Raquel and I mosied on down to the library to peruse.

I bought my very first Mrs. Pollifax book. I’ve never read any Mrs. Pollifax, but I know enough to find the concept amusing. I bought a copy of Crime and Punishment and my very own copy of the Womanly Art of Breastfeeding. I picked up two Misty books for Arianna. And then Raquel and I looked  through the kid’s book. I will admit I found myself in a rather sentimental mood. Lucky for me Raquel’s mood was even more so. And so we’re looking at kid’s books and Raquel would read through one and say, “Oh, that’s sad!” So of course I had to read through it and it was sad. Then she found a book and she said, “Oh, the blue kangaroo.” And I read through it and I too was happy for the blue kangaroo. I bought a book about a wise man making a fool out of his king with a chessboard. I bought a book about button soup. I bought a book about a little girl sailing on her own ship called the Maggi B. And I got a Martha book. Martha books are awesome. See there’s this dog named Martha and when she eats vegetable soup the letters go into her brain instead of her head. So she can talk, see? Martha books are fun.

So that’s a record of our wild book buying spree. I felt like such a geek to think this was cool, but I’m sitting here writing about it and I still think it was cool. I guess I should just enjoying my geekiness.