It’s been a busy weekend. Next week is going to be even busier with midterms and no fall break for me! I had Saturday off so we drove down to Evansville for the Fall Festival (Lauren was in the parade). There were so many people there. And lots and lots of food. Like all of the 150 or so booths were food. Some were interesting, like the pork brain sandwiches, deep fried pepperoni, chicken fried bacon, and bacon brownies. I did not try the brain sandwiches. I’m not that adventurous with my stomach.
But me and the Boyfriend took off after a few hours. We’re not too big on crowds and just loitered in Barnes and Noble. The others met back up with us when they were done. Also, Lauren picked up the book in the picture for me as an early birthday present. I was lusting after it and Julia’s cookbook. Some day I will have it.
Julia Child is one of my favorite people. I need to unearth her television show.
I believe in the magic of books. I believe that during certain periods in our lives we are drawn to particular books—whether it’s strolling down the aisles of a bookshop with no idea whatsoever of what it is that we want to read and suddenly finding the most perfect, most wonderfully suitable book staring us right in the face. Unblinking. Or a chance meeting with a stranger or friend who recommends a book we would never ordinarily reach for. Books have the ability to find their own way into our lives. ”
Cecelia Ahern (via myquotelibrary)
My friends are
annoying awesome of the day.
Sam, one of my friends that graduated last May, sent me ‘The Unofficial Harry Potter Cookbook’ for an early birthday/Christmas gift (I think). Which is cool because I kinda collect old/interesting cookbooks. I think I’m going to make some Pumpkin Pasties for Thanksgiving.
You also have a wonderful view of Lauren being a goober in the background.
The Wonderful World of Books
For the past day or so I’ve been in a bit of a funk that I haven’t been able to shake. So this evening I went on a walk around campus that ending in me visiting the university’s library. I ended up picking up ‘The Complete Original Illustrated Sherlock Holmes’ with all of Sidney Paget’s original artwork. But, as I walked down the aisles of books, I felt more at home there than many of the places that I’ve lived over the years. Throughout my life books have, sadly, been one of the few constants in my life. It never failed that whenever things in my world were getting too much for me to handle I could hole myself in my room and read about fictional people and their fictional worlds that were so much better than mine. I still surprises me to this day that I still have the same relationship with books as I did when I was younger. They are some of the truest friends I’ve had and are always there whenever I need them. I hope that this never changes.
I realize that this makes me sound a bit like a pathetic nerd but so be it.