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I really enjoy reading blogs. I sit with a cup of coffee, diet coke, or any other variant of caffiene and read and dream of how my life would look if only I could get it together. Instead on dreary dark days (and I am referring to emotion not so much actual weather) it is really all I can do to pull myself out of bed. Not really conducive to life with a 4-year-old. I am always so inspired by all that some do with their children, and yet…
I have been wanting to try finger knitting with Ellen for a while. I knew that, given her ridiculous fine motor skills, she would take to it easily. She did, but only for about three minutes. Still, I got that much out of her, and the whole time she said over and over, “I am knitting!” That should be enough, right?
I have had some sort of trouble with the blog. I hope it is over now, because I got a lot to say, man.
So, without further ado, two words.
Central. Library.
I have always enjoyed the library. I remember the woman who ran the library in the small town where I grew up (Dorothy Dexter) and I will never forget how excited she was about books. I grew up in Delton, Michigan; a very small town kinda northeast of Kalamazoo. When I lived there, the library was this very small building next to a gas station (I think?). I remember the first time I got to choose books from my sister’s “section” (young adult) and I remember the hours I spent perusing the titles. They moved the library to a new location across from the elementary school, which is more practical, but I my first image will always be of the old building.
Ellen has a similar fascination, but with so many locations to choose from I don’t know if she will have the same memories of just one. Although, I do try to get to this one the most. The building is simply amazing. The stairs alone, all marble and concave from years of use, are a thing to behold. I hope that, along with our general love of books, she will always have fond memories of the library as well.
Seriously, Costco? This is ridiculous.
