Tuesday, July 8, 2008
I Love MY Library
I have a regular play date with a friend of mine. One of my favorite things about the play date is that my friend makes an awesome egg salad sandwich. I loooove egg salad sandwiches. I never make them. And every time I have one of her amazing sandwiches, I smack myself in the head and go, "Oh yeah...egg salad." Despite the fact that I frequently make emergency PB&J trips to the store, yet always have eggs and mayo in the fridge, I still manage to forget about making egg salad. And I seem to only remember about it when I go for the play date.
The other day we celebrated hubby's grandma's bday. Hubb's mom made an upside down pineapple cake--you know with the four pineapple slices on top and the cherry in the middle. It was to. die. for. All moist and buttery. Like the best part is at the edges where the butter and pineapple get all crusty and delicious. It's such a good cake. Probably one of my favorites. I never remember it though. I always think..."Man, I should make this." But I never do. I just forget about it.
Then at the BBQ we went to the other day, this GREAT song came on...Like it was one of those oldies but goodies that you immediately say out loud, " Oh, I love this song!" (I think it was U2 or Simply Red, or O.M.D.)and proceed to get your bootie out of the lawn chair and dance to it in front of everyone. Well, you and the host of the party, cuz she has said out loud how much she loves it too. I never remember I have the CD, despite having it stashed away in the back of my TV armoire. And then I forget about it, until I hear it again, in the waiting room at the dentist and vow to get that sucker out and listen to it when I get home. But forget.
So my girls have really been getting into the reading this summer. Chapter books. Big time. Can you say, "Junie B. Jones"? I'm so proud, cuz I am a dedicated reader. I love to see my oldest reading before bed, because "it settles" her (that's what I say). I love to hear her yell at the top of her lungs from upstairs, "I finished it!" She's read through all her Junie B. books and her Beverly Clearly and Nancy Drew's and she wants more, more, mooore! So it occurs to me, that maybe I should take her to the library. I loooove the library. I grew up on library books. My grandma was a librarian, so the reading was always encouraged. She was good about having a new stack of library books waiting for us on her fireplace every time we would go over to her house. It's one of my favorite memories. And the book mobile. Remember the book mobile? A traveling library. Genius.
Words are like food to me. I love the smell of books, that first whiff, when you open one up. The sound of the "crack" of a new one being opened for the first time. I love the black and white. I love losing myself within the pages, in the lives of the characters. I love falling asleep with the light on, book sprawled open over my arm. Falling asleep mid-sentence.
I forget about the library. The turn of the last page of the current book I'm reading and the call of Starbucks draws me to the Barnes and Noble, the Borders. I love the little hole-in-the wall bookstores too. The local artists. Love that. I feel an urgency when I finish a book. I must have another. I must go buy one immediately. I forget the library. Of course, it's free.
But I remembered today. And somehow, all the planets aligned just right and I was able to go alone to the library today. Bliss. I went to the children's section first. I picked out about 25 chapter books, and a couple glossy picture books on bike safety (it's become an issue), street safety (issue), and a book all about money (always an issue). To help teach the girlies about the value of the dollar. I think I need to read this one too. Gas prices and all, you'd think I'd remember the library a long time ago. Of course, there's the late fees. But today, I had an old late charge still due, that was for $8.25. I can't even remember the last time we went to the library, but it had to be at least six months ago. Still way cheaper than a new book. And you can check out an insane number of books. And CD's. AND movies. (Smacks self in head)
So my point is (what is my point exactly?)... Remember the library. It will save you money. The egg salad sandwich, upside down pineapple cake and U2 CD will make you happy. Well, it will make me happy. If I remember.