Lib-ary

(Please pardon this awful picture. I have made it a personal goal to only put frump pictures on the internet. And yes, Dave got the kids card. It had a frog, and matched his shirt that day.)

I heart the library. I mean, what decent English major doesn't? What can I say, it combines my two favorite things: freeness and books. And, seeing as we live just a hop, skip and a jump away from the Provo library, Dave and I decided that we needed to get cards there and broaden our horizens from just the good ole' BYU library...not that we don't love it there. It is truly, in my eyes, where our love blossomed. Many, many nights spent there together do something to a couple.

One of our first dates was to the Provo library. Well, it really was kind of an amendment to the date, we got bored after we left a birthday party and I suggested that we go there. He still laughs about how we accidentally went into a secured-off section in the front and I freaked out and tried to run away and hide like the po-po was going to haul us off for being there or something.


Anyway, we decided to make library night our FHE activity last week. I knew I would be kind of busy that night and as the day wore on I was having second thoughts about whether or not it would fit in and I considered replacing it with the always-popular Bananagrams FHE , but at like 2 pm I got a text from Dave that said "I can't wait for library night!" so how could I let him down? It was so dang cute. So after dinner, off to the library we marched.

I was kind of nervous because I knew that Dave would want book recommendations, and I realized when I thought about it that I HAD NO GOOD BOY BOOKS. I could not think of a single one. I mean, there are always the classics to turn to, but he knows about those. All I could think of were ones that I know my dad likes, and as much as I love my dad, he and Dave are not the same person. So needless to say, he didn't really like my suggestions for Patrick O'Brien and P.G. Wodehouse. I guess not everyone likes quirky British humor as much as my parents do....but he found a suitable "fun" book and I found a couple too. I found out, though, that Dave and I have way different library philosophies. I love to load up when I go to the library. I have had way too many experiences in my life where you borrow a book, read twenty pages, hate it, and then move onto the next one that you checked out. I am of the same grain as the author of "Book Lust" who lives by the strategy that you subtract your age from 50, and that is how many pages you have to read before you can bag a book that you don't like. Life is too short to waste on books that you don't like. I follow this mantra and therefore, I like to have a couple options when I come home from the library so I'm not stuck with a snoozer.

Dave, on the other hand, is always practical and didn't see the need to check out more than one at a time. Read it, bring it back, get another. Just like the kids in books (have you ever noticed that? It seems like in movies and books they only let you take out one at a time, and that's just not reality people). I was shocked by this. I guess it's one of those things you learn about each other when you get married. Don't worry, I think it is a difference that we can work through if we try really, really hard :)