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God loves a terrier - yes he does!
Oooh when I say “followers” it sounds like I’m a cult leader! Library cult over here > > > really though. It’s been an awesome year blogging for Crossett and I can’t wait to keep going through the Spring! To spread some Christmas cheer, here is what you might have ended up with if we did secret santa, you and I.
Yes, dear reader, it’s a tamagotchi!
I will also share a little secret santa story with you. My sophomore year our house did secret santa and being the serious Jew that I am, I really had no idea how seriously this game is taken in other places. We picked names out of a hat, and I picked Alex Diaz (who is now coincidently my boss at the library!) and I went off to find him a gift. I went to Hannafords with a few friends and I got him a couple of (what I think was) his favorite flavor of Vitamin Water which I scotch-taped together with a bow on top and a santa-shaped chocolate also taped between the two bottles. This might be hard to imagine, because it was rather strange looking and also very delicate. I was not sure if this was a bad gift, or it just looked like a bad gift but regardless it was done and the night came. The evening of the secret santa exchange was kind-of magical. I had never really experienced what I will call here “indoor christmas.” I had gazed at elaborate christmas lights on our neighbors’ houses and stared at christmas trees inside hotel lobbies or in my old piano teacher’s house, but I never was around for any real Christmas action. This is because my family used Christmas as a time to eat Chinese food and watch Miss Congeniality. So finally, I’m at college and there’s Mariah Carey Christmas music playing, and people are wearing seasonal sweaters and someone in the room apparently got me a gift! And in this moment I *got* the holiday- and Alex starts opening his gift and I get so nervous in that moment that he might accidentally break the chocolate santa trying to unwrap it that I said “Alex!! IT’S DELICATE!” and everyone gasped- and I realized my mistake. I had revealed myself before he could guess who gave the Vitamin Water sculpture. So I fumbled my first secret santa, but I also had the best indoor Christmas ever. And everyone forgave me, and all was well.
Starts out well (first chapter is a nice little ode to Mrs. Bridge) but then you quickly realize there’s no binding plot, instead just a series of little stories masked as chapters. Then the book ends, seemingly because the author ran out of paper. At the end, I just put it down and felt like, “Okay, I guess that’s all.” Absolutely zero emotion for it, better or worse. Merely indifference.
Book 50 of 149 (Whooo 1/3rd of the way through!)