Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I Heart Books

Right before Christmas I went to the library and did something I haven't done in a long time...picked out a book for me to read JUST FOR FUN. I've always loved reading. While most expectant mothers worry about their child's health, I fretted that mine would not enjoy reading nearly as much as I do. (I'm happy to report they do.) We make a trip to the library at least once a week and I usually pick up something for myself, but it seems for the last year or so the titles have always been along the lines of "Homeschooling:The Early Years" or "How to Talk So Kids Will Listen and Listen So Kids Will Talk" or "Raising Your Spirited Child". I picked up Mary Kay Andrews' "Blue Christmas" just before the holidays on the recommendation of a friend and enjoyed reading again so much for the fun of it that I decided I would make a point to start reading for enjoyment again in 2009. So far I'm off to a pretty good start. I will keep a running tab of books read this year in my sidebar - mostly just so I can see how many I can knock out in a year and maybe something will catch someone else's eye and they'll be inspired to go check it out. I'm warning you though, I tend to lean toward biographies and non-fiction books, especially about history. Every now and then you may see a novel thrown in mainly because it was recommended by someone else. If you have any recommendations let me know!


Mama Said said...

Girl, I think we are groovie-soul sisters! Well, except for the football obsession. I love your take on being a Groovie Mom! Very cool.

I also love, love, love your quote on the sidebar about it takes a village! I may have to snag that too if you don't mind. :)

On reading for fun: I LOVE reading for fun, but every time I do, I get absolutely nothing done or I stay up all hours of the night reading "one more chapter."

Nice to meet you!

groovie mom said...

I snagged the quote from someone else so go ahead. I tried to go back and look up where I found it but no luck!
My bedtime reading usually ends with my husband rolling over, waking up and yelling "Do you know what time it is!" : )