a gallagher tale
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Book Smarts
I am a reader. I sincerely enjoy reading. I started reading sci-fi/fantasy novels when I was ten years old. I read the Dragonlance series then. Those were my first fantasy novels. My reading time has become precious more recently, between my husband, my son, and my job. I don't read much at all. I wish I could. I tried. I picked up a fantasy novel I had heard recommended, and found I didn't care for it. I want to learn something when I read. I want to come away from a book feeling accomplished. When we were staying in Minneapolis over the winter, I would sit in the upstairs study of the apartment complex at night while my laundry was going and read some of the history books up there. I like history. History is interesting. History is enlightening. History is fun.
The other day I was feeling in need of a book and I came away from the store with Jaywalking with the Irish, written by David Monagan.
I love this book. I am only a few chapters into it because I don't have much time for reading, but I love it.
You see... I am the type of person who lies awake in bed at night daydreaming. All night. Daydreams. I'm sorry for the confusion, but it's daydreaming even though it's at night, because it's not sleeping. It's not real dreams. It's staring up at the ceiling in the dark listening to my son and my husband breathe deeply and smiling as my thoughts flit all across the world. This is when my ideas for my own books come in. This is when my ideas for the future come in. This is when my thankfulness for everything in my life comes into my mind and digs in a little niche to stay forever. This is also when I think of how much I will regret not getting any sleep come morning when my son wakes up and pulls my face over to his and stares at my closed eyes until I am forced by the laws of human nature to open them and look at him. And laugh.
I really do this every night. I lie in bed on my back and stare upwards and smile to myself as I think. I don't know what I think about most of the time. But I know it feels good. I know I like to dream awake. And this book, this book makes me dream awake. It gives me more fodder for my nightly daydreams.
Plus I have the Oscar Mayer wiener song stuck in my head, and how can that sort of silliness not put you in a good mood?
Right now I can hear Shane breathing. I am sitting here staring at this screen but not seeing it. I can't write a thought because I have so many and they are all over the world. And I want to curl up under the covers with Shane tucked on one side and Zane on the other and smile to myself. And sing:
"Oh I wish I was an Oscar Mayer wiener,
Yes that is what I'd really like to beeee,
'Cause if I was an Oscar Mayer wiener,
Everyone would be in love with me!"
11:58 p.m. - Monday, Jul. 23, 2007
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