When you read a book as a child, it becomes a part of your identity in a way that no other reading in your whole life does.
Kathleen Kelly, You’ve Got Mail (1998)
Nancy Drew calmly strolls up to the counter, orders a stiff drink, and relaxes in the corner while poring over what appears to be an ancient book. Twenty minutes later, the Hardy Boys run breathlessly into the shop, rejoicing at their physical fortitude and apparent genius at having solved yet another alliterative mystery: the Location of the Lost Latte Lagoon. The barista points over to Nancy Drew, who tips her glass to the two sweaty gentlemen and nonchalantly goes back to her book.
Wonderful day with a wonderful friend! I’ve been blessed this birthday!
I think I derive a certain sense of pride when I bike around the city. Of course there are days when I choose to bike that I regret later, but for the most part, I feel awesome. I’m not trying to sound full of myself, because I do think it’s okay to be proud of the things we do sometimes! We just have to have the wisdom to not let a good feeling turn into a state of being conceited. And I digress.
I love the feeling of whipping through traffic as if saying, “you can’t stop me!” to everyone in their cars. I love strapping my helmet to my backpack and have it hit things as I walk around, because it’s a reminder that I exercised already that day. I love the freedom to go anywhere in the city for free, and without cost to the environment. It’s just the best!
I only wish that my little old Marilyn would stop breaking down on me. First her tire goes flat, then her brake cables break, then her brake pads wear down, then her seat gets stolen twice. She and I have been through a lot, and her time might be up. And now this post has turned into a eulogy. Oh my dear Marilyn.
Country strong! Okay that was cheesy, but this girl is such an awesome friend. She deserves the cheese! We laugh, study, dance, work out and eat together. Nurses have a bond like no other.
I may have tried on a few dresses whilst shopping for Prom dresses with my younger sister. Someone please take me somewhere fancy so I can wear dresses like this!! (I did not buy it…Ralph Lauren)
My sister’s awesome chalkboard wall!
Who says you can’t go to see a movie by yourself? It’s actually quite enjoyable.
I may be exploiting McDonald’s this week. Oh well!
Is it sad that I actually get so excited when I walk out of McDonald’s with a coffee that was free?? Best thing about midterm week!
Wishing I was skiing.
Everyone is hating on Winter in Toronto. I don’t know about them, but I biked to school today, January 19, in the sunshine! Maybe a little less hate, please.
I recently began reading a book called “The Museum of Extraordinary Things” by Alice Hoffman. I am quite excited because it’s actually turing out to be really captivating…and I found it all by myself.
I usually end up reading books that people recommend to me (which I love), classics or books that are popular. I found this book at the Ottawa airport. There was a little bookstand and they were selling new books at 2/$20! How could I pass that up?!
As usual, my bookshelf is stocked with around 50% books that I have not read yet, and so this particular novel sat on the shelf for about a month and a half, unopened.
Why do I buy more books than I can read? I think it comes down to control…it would be unsettling to have a bookshelf filled with books I’d already read, because then what would I read next?! I do reread certain amazing books, but I feel secure knowing that when I finish a book (which is never a certain date or time), I will have a fresh story awaiting me patiently.
I’m definitely not the only person who feels this way. I have a wonderful friend (who invited me to my very first book club this past November) who also keeps her shelves stocked with mostly unread books.
Anyway, the point of all this is to say that I’m slightly proud of myself for selecting a novel that I enjoy all on my own. I often hear people say that they feel so overwhelmed going into bookstores because of the vast array of books from which to peruse. Even though I love to read, I feel this way too and can easily find myself browsing through authors I have already read or looking through the popular titles. It’s scary to pick up and purchase a book that you know nothing about, but we can do it, my friends!
I did it, and now I have a new author to recommend, which is really the best part.
It seems that there are always good-looking men in grocery stores that are in downtown Toronto.
Why not the No Frills in Parkdale?!
Jean Valjean goes up to the counter and orders a tall black coffee without cream or sugar. On his way out, he surreptitiously slips a scone into his jacket pocket. The barista spends the rest of his life trying to find him.
It’s Monday but I’m smiling. Lucky to be working…and glad it wasn’t too cold for the morning bike ride! Can I make it through November without buying a metropass?