Last night I did something that I hadn't done in a few months. I read. Shhhh! Don't tell my hooks and yarn! I still feel like I'm cheating on them when I pick up my books, but in all honesty, my books are my first love. I keep practicing in the mirror saying, "Listen, Hooks. You are the "other woman" so you shouldn't be jealous about the time I spend with my Books. So....there." (I resist the urge to stick out my tongue at them because that would just be silly.) Just as I get my courage up to tell them in person, I realize that the Hooks are the ones who can gouge out my eyeballs when I'm asleep whereas my Books can merely give me a paper cut. However, if the Books were able to find the lemons and sadistically squirt my paper cut, or if they decide to band together and "accidentally" drop on my head, then I may need to forgo all relations with either Hooks or Books and....sleep more. Hmmm....that may not be a bad idea since I am now picturing an army of Books that look a lot like Whomps slowly doing their death march holding the Hooks as weapons doing the "Oh eeee oh....ohhhh oh," chant from the Wizard of Oz. Yipes. Must.Sleep.More.
So, I stayed up till 2 am
ravishing finishing off my book. Hey! It's been a long absence and we just got caught up in our torrid affair! One page turned into another and....we just got carried away. Don't judge me.
What literary trollop had me stray from my hooks, you ask? Anne of Green Gables. Now, I am terribly ashamed of this. No, not that it was a "children's book"- some of my favorite books are "children's books." It's just that.....I can barely get the words out.....I had never read it before. WHAT?!? I KNOW! I am ashamed. What kind of book obsessed poseur am I? I have been reading since I was 3 years old. Laura Ingles Wilder's The Long Winter was the first chapter book I read- I was 6 in first grade. We had a Book Caterpillar that would "walk" along the wall, growing a leg with each book the students read throughout the year. I made up more than half of that caterpillar all by my lonesome- it almost made it around all four walls. In the fifth grade, we went to the library every two weeks and were allowed to check out 2 books each. The librarian would hold me after my class left and let me check out 5. I first read Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret that year and would secretly chant, "I must, I must, I must increase my bust!" while flapping my arms like a Dolly Parton obsessed duck in my bedroom. When I finally read the Harry Potter series, I read all 6 books that were out at the time in between Christmas and New Years. I've since read them through twice more. I love reading the classics and have all of Jane Austen's canon as well as the Bronte sisters', and most of Agatha Christie's.
I truly love to read. How is it that I have never read Anne??? I have no idea and I'm actually sad that I didn't read it as a child since I found a "kindred spirit" in that carrot topped, impish little girl. The similarities between Anne and me are quite striking- impulsive, chronic daydreamers who love to read, have a flair for the dramatic, and graduated first in their class. (Yes, I was class Valedictorian- don't act so surprised.....jerks.) Where Anne beats me is that she can both knit AND crochet! She and I would have been the best of friends growing up. My in-laws bought me the first two books of the series for Christmas (along with To Kill a Mockingbird, which I have read previously) and I am just now getting to them. I hang my head in shame.
Now, just so I won't seem like such an adulterer (or maybe to prove how much I like to play the field), I did crochet for most of the morning yesterday. I'm just about done with the Chocolate Strawberry purse (I need to finish the flap, but I need to take pictures of it for the pattern), and I made another Tri-Colored purse (I need a better name for those purses.....any suggestions out in blog land?) in blues and browns so that I'll have the pattern for both the hard and soft handled purses. Yay me!
So, you see- I am perfectly capable of having more than one love. I started on a new purse today- it makes me giggle and blush thinking about it. I think I will be faithful to that tonight. Wait.....what's that? Why Helloo there, Anne of Avonlea. How YOU doin'?