Tuesday, July 20, 2010

At the Book Store, Part 2

Another trip to the bookstore brings more thoughts.

The first book I pick up bears this description on the back jacket "While trying to train his horse in rural..."

I put it back down.

As a general rule, I do not read books about horses.

I might, might, consider it if it has a horse in it, as a bit character, but if the horse figures at all prominently in the book, I'm out.

I realize I'm actually quite picky when it comes to books.

Here is a list of things I will not read about:

-books that are set in another time (although I did read "Water For Elephants", and it was a good book. I was absolutely loathe to read it "I do not read books about circuses, nor books that are set in a different time or place." I told my mom when she insisted that I read it. But with a sigh of resignation I took the book. And read it in a day. Although, in my defense, it does alternate between the thirties and present day.)
-books that are set in another place
-ninjas and their ilk.
-witches, wizards, sorcerers, etc
-books that involve Christmas Tree selling as the main story line (yes, I know these books are few and far between, but I did see one this weekend past- Silver Bells. I passed on it, mentally adding a new (but small- so far) category to my list.
-books that involve international conspiracies and/or drug lords

In the end, I ended up choosing a book called "Secrets to Happiness" by Sarah Dunn. It has a puppy on the front cover, so I was drawn to it. I couldn't make a decision by reading the back cover, so then I went to the next phase, which is reading the first page. I was sold after reading the first sentence

"Do you want to know the secret to a happy marriage? Put your wife on Prozac."

That sounds about right, I thought, throwing the book into my cart.

Not that I'm on Prozac or anything

Not that that doesn't mean I shouldn't be. I flashed to Alex's second birthday part, me sitting in the front seat of our SUV and crying while the children were at the petting zoo.Do I really want to spend Alex's second birthday bawling in the car?

Yes, apparently I do, I answered myself.

I don't know how or why I got so emotional. Anyways, I had my meltdown and felt better. Nothing that a little bit of Birthday cake and some Chardonnay couldn't fix.


Lorrie said...

Awwwwwweeeee (not said with pity)...why were you sad? I actually thought that when we arrived in a timely LATE fashion that you looked sad eyed but thought maybe the horse manure smell was wafting up your nose?!
That was a good arse party and I thank you again for having us! Thank GOD you got to see the puppet show first time around because if you had missed it I would have had to reinact it for you! Actually, Nikki could have 'cause she laughed at all the jokes, haha!

randine said...

I don't know why I got like that, I think I was just feeling tired and stressed out and then when the Dog Natzi snapped at me I just came unglued. Anyways, alls well that ends well.

nikki said...

I would have been the same way too, Randine! She was a nazi bitch!
I have to say, that I'm picky about books too, but man, you are really missing out with all your rules!

Harry Potter...excellent!
The Pillars of the earth...amazing
61 hours (sort of about drug lords)...so good I stayed up all night to read it!!! You need to loosen up those rules lady!...oh, and take some Prozac! Just kidding...I prefer Zoloft!

nikki said...

Oh, and Lorrie...those were some kick-ass jokes!!!