Anyways, if I could own my own business, it would have to be a combination of a bookstore/music store/ice cream shop/work-out facility. See, this way, you can eat as much ice cream as you want without the guilt since you'll have a place to work it off while reading your favorite book and listening to some cool music! Who am I kidding - scratch the workout facility part. So that leaves the bookstore/music store/ice cream shop. But I wouldn't just sell CDs and stuff - this would be a musical instrument store as well so I could play all the instruments all day - I'd be my own One Chick Band. I've given a lot of thought to the name of my business, too. I'd call it (ready?) "A Lick, A Stick, A Pic, and a.....Book!" Betcha thought I was gonna say something other than book, huh. And therein lies the beauty of the name. You lick ice cream cones, you need a (drum)stick to play drums, you need a (guitar) pic for strumming, and then the book is, well, no explanation needed.
Ok - that sucks. Totally lame attempt at late night humor - a not-very-successful one at that. Sounded funnier in my own mind - and then on paper - not so funny.
I've got this real addiction to books, though. I buy books the way most women buy shoes. Don't get me wrong, I like to buy shoes...but books are, well, more important. When I was little and my mom used to take me to the library (this goes back to when I was about 5 years old), I remember taking out so many books, I could barely carry them! And back in the olden days, you had to print the name of every book on a teeny 3x5" piece of paper, and then you had to fill out the flipside with author information. Think of it - I'm 5 years old - I use LADDY pencils! I write BIG! It would take about 30 of these teeny tiny sheets for me to sign out 10 books! I was devastated when the librarian told my mom, "her writing is a bit big. Maybe you should help her fill these out next time." I wanted to smack that librarian upside the head with my laddie pencil and write BITCH in thick, lead-colored letters across her forehead. To this day, I cannot look at a laddie pencil without flashbacks.
I still can't go into a library without taking out at least 15 books. I do read them all - for the most part. My husband's told me that I could read with a war going on outside - and he's right. Today I went to a bookstore and came out 6 books richer - and happy as a clam :-) Too many books to read...never enough time.
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