May 14, 2009

No Where to Go

During my sophomore year of college, I got a job working on campus for the school's summer sports and dance camps office. It was a lovely lovely job with some delightful coworkers, several of whom were major readers. I hadn't read much for fun in the past few years and it was so nice to slip back into the habit. One of the women in particular would pass books around like candy. During the summer, she lent me the first two Shopaholic books.

I was going to Milwaukee with my dad that weekend - kind of a last hurrah together before I got married later that summer - where he was lecturing. I flew in late on Friday evening and when I woke up Saturday morning, he was already gone for the day. With nothing to do, no homework, no responsibilities at all, I pulled the books out of my luggage and crawled back into my hotel bed and spent most of the morning reading. It was a perfect day.

Yesterday, after working from home all morning, I looked up the local dollar theater and saw that there were two matinee showings of Confessions of a Shopaholic. I told Bart, who was hard at work studying for his finals, that I was going and I drove off, slipping into the theater just a few seconds after the show started.

It wasn't the best movie I've ever seen (which isn't surprising since they certainly aren't the best books I've ever read either), but it made me laugh and I felt again that sense of total freedom. Here I was, once again without homework or responsibilities, spending the afternoon alone in a movie theater, feeling ridiculously joyful when Becky asked how Luke had gotten a scarf back when his phone-in bid been had been out-priced by a girl at the auction and he replies, "both of them were me."

It was a perfect afternoon.


  1. perfect.
    i will live vicariously through your post (for now).

  2. And no one is more jealous of you than my husband. No one.

    Wait, not about seeing that particular movie, but just about seeing A movie.

  3. Ah! That sounds awesome. The shopaholic books are cute. Like you said, not the best books ever, but cute and entertaining.

  4. I liked the movie surprisingly more than I expected (having not read the books and usually not into that sort of flick.) I'm glad you got to enjoy a carefree afternoon. :)

  5. I liked those books myself. I've read three of them and laughed my head off in each. What a great kick start to summer.

  6. I love doing that. Yesterday I spent all afternoon finishing Along for the Ride. What a great way to spend a day. But I see why I don't do it all the time...that is usually my house cleaning time. I will have to clean before picking up Hunger Games. I am not even going to look at the cover.

    By the way, I was a little surprised how much I loved and identified with Along for the Ride. Here I thought I wasn't really that into YA fiction--I didn't need to identify with my teenage self--but it turns out I am, and I do. :) Thanks!

  7. That sounds lovely. I too will live vicariously through you for now. As luck would have it, though, my sister and I talked just this morning about doing a sister/adult night out soon. Yay!

  8. I can't believe you went to see Confessions of a Shopaholic withOUT me. My life is ruined, Andre. Ruined!

  9. (Haha Bart!)

    I heart that bit of the book, the Denny & George Scarf, the auction, Luke swooping in at the last minute...swoon! :o)


  10. Sounds like a fun afternoon....

    I'm in need of one of those
    Read-All-Morning-In-Hotel-Room-Bed experiences that you mentioned!

  11. I love it! Your type of afternoon is one of the best feelings...and now knowing that that movie is worth seeing for the humor I'll go see it!

  12. I just wish I could have been there to see the movie with you. Call me next time and I'll drive right down.


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