when we were younger, my brother and i used to climb onto the couch and wiggle and squirm while mom would read to us. it was tradition. we were always on the blue couch. and she would be in her rocking chair, and she would read us whichever book that we had chosen, like little house on the prairie, or counting numbers. (regretfully, the only story that i remember her reading quite vividly, was the house of winslow series. written by gilbert morris. there were about 20 something books, and she owned pretty much all of them. of course the only reason that i remembered them is because i was really into indians, and in the 6th one, the most handsome character goes into the wilderness and joins a tribe of native americans. he even goes through the right of passage... i thought i was pretty awesome)
when my mom goes to work, caleigh likes to wait up until she gets home (at around 11:45) before she goes to bed. so tonight, when mom got home, of course i am still awake, so i climbed into caleighs bed with her and listened while my mom read her stories. the book tonight, tisha. i love that book... i had it in my room for a good while until they ran out of reading material. so i regretfully gave it up.
i've been thinking a lot about my little library. i think it may finally be time for me to bid farewell to a few of the most beloved books, perhaps to make space for some new additions. or maybe just to put more knick-knacks.
maybe another rubik's cube or two...
i just registered for my new student orientation at bcc. right now, i have pretty much committed myself to one semester. so now i have to do all of this junk in order to prepare. and it looks like there is a job opening at the fitness center for a desk job. yay? so i'll be a working girl pretty soon. i'm not really sure where michigan stands at the moment. i guess we'll just see what happens later.
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