reading / writing

Random Things that Make Me Happy – 1

My parents are in town this week, helping me out (setting up my desperately needed air conditioner), and spoiling me (mom and I might have gone a wee bit overboard at White House Black Market, but I got some adorable stuff). Half the reason they come to see me is because of Margie.

They miss her, possibly more than they miss me. It’s a toss-up.

But yesterday, Dad asked me if I had a copy of Tale of Two Cities by Dickens. I actually have two, one that came with a set of classics and one that my brother gave me in 1998 because I’d liked it so much when I’d read it in 9th grade. So I dropped the ‘not-written in by my brother’ copy into Dad’s suitcase. I asked Dad why he wanted it.

Dad is/was a lawyer. He’s retired, but still does some freelance work from time to time. Don’t ask me, he likes it. Says it’s fun. I keep looking for adoption papers because this is the man that took statistics in college and then tutored other students. I write stories and used to act. Not sure where the connection is.

But Dad is not a reader. Mom is, that’s who I picked it up from. As a lawyer, with all the schooling it took for him to become a lawyer, Dad lost any love he had for reading. If/when he reads, it’s usually nonfiction. He did read my first novel (unpublished) which was amazing because my father, sixty-something man, is most definitely not my target audience.

So for Dad to ask me to borrow a book, fiction and classic? Unheard of.

But Dad remembers reading it as a kid and really liking it. While Mom and I gushed over fabulous dresses at the mall, Dad read Dickens. The fact that he asked me for a copy and didn’t go to the library or bookstore to get his own made me absurdly happy. Because I love to share my books. Sharing my books with others is just as wonderful as having a lot of books.

Thanks, Dad.

Sidenote: Few days ago, walking the dog carried me past this tree. Two photos of the same tree, but I love both.


SOTM: Fashion by David Bowie

BOTM: Across the Great Barrier by Patricia C. Wrede (second in series)

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2 thoughts on “Random Things that Make Me Happy – 1

  1. You know, I’ve tried to read that book so many times but I can never get really far into it. The Dicken’s read I’ve always wanted to get my hands on? Edwin Drood. There is another one, but I can’t remember the name of it. I’m sure I’d slap myself on the forehead if it was staring right at me.

    • I had to read it as a freshman in high school. Pretty sure I wouldn’t have made it on my own without teacher guidance. I haven’t reread it since. Plans to, eventually. And don’t abuse yourself over something like that!! lol.

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