My friend Hayley gave me a Books-A-Million gift card for my birthday. Really? For me? A gift card? Just for me? Sigh. I love Hayley.
So, anyway, not being able to wait for a moment alone (who knows when that will happen!), I piled the kiddos into mini-van and zoomed to B-A-M. Oh, Heavens to Betsy, the books! I looked at the new Home Schooling book by the Millmans. ("I will not buy a homeschooling book with my gift card," I chant, as I walk away.)
Something on travel, maybe? I looked at the Castles in Scotland and Temples in Tibet. Nah. It's a little to close to a resource book. This one is for me, me, me!
I scurried off to the fiction aisles. How about a romance novel? Historical fiction? A mystery? A thriller? The titles started to whirl. "I know," I thought! "A book on photography! That's the ticket." I headed to the back of the store.
En route I encountered the games. Pictionary. Monopoly. Apples to Apples, Jr.! No, no, no! This card was not for a game. I wanted a book, and (dag nab-bit) I was aiming to get one. Photography...a book on photography.
There were eight hundred and fifty-two books on photography. How was I supposed to choose? And should I get a book on my camera, a book about technique or just a book of great photos? The photography section was next to the rest rooms, and goodness knows we can visit a public place without examining the commode, so forty-five (slight exaggerations are allowed) minutes later the search resumed.
I had it. I knew just the book I wanted. A book on flowers. I absolutely do not know the names of flowers. This is because my mother knows the names of every flower. I never had to learn. I just asked her. I hustled over to the "Nature" aisle.
Well, rats. They had a book on Mississippi flowers that was just beautiful. However, the book on Louisiana flowers was really nice, too. Did I want to learn about Mississippi flowers or Louisiana flowers? Argh!
Abandoning hope, and hoping to avoid a migraine, I let the kids pick out a book each (they don't dither), bought them each a Vanilla Creme Latte' and left, despondent.
I think I'll shop on line. They only show eight items per page.