Snowed Into a Bookstore

snow roadWhen the all-powerful “They” announced it would start snowing Thursday night and not stop until Saturday evening, I went into supply overdrive. Since I was in Richmond doing the annual advocacy for rural meetings, while I careened down I-81, Our Good Chef Kelley was drafted into buying:

  1. two boxes of wine (don’t knock it until you’ve tried the Malbec)
  2. Three bags grain free cat food, two 32-packs can boxes, and some tins of Ol’ Roy (yes, the dogs are hard done by)
  3. chocolate – dark for Jack, milk for me. Easier on the marriage that way

The rest we could take care of for ourselves. Jack stepped across the street to the liquor store and laid in two bottles of the cheap and one of the finest. You know, just in case company came by. (And no, we didn’t buy this house because it was across the street from the liquor store, but it’s worked out well.)

Then we started trolling the bookstore shelves. For me, eight of the new arrivals I’d not handled coming in, ranging from historic fiction to a couple of memoirs to a cheap romance and one history volume. Plus a couple of recorded books, so I could get some crocheting done.

Jack pulled Scottish politics, a couple of conspiracy theory books on assorted points in history (pick one) and – wonder of wonders – a sci fi. When I pointed that out to him, he frowned, “1663 by Dave Weber is fiction? Never mind, then.” He put it back.

Oh well.

And when we woke up Friday morning, snowpocalypse in full fall, we checked our emails, posted our Facebook cats, put on another pot of coffee, and settled in to enjoy the treasure trove.

Yes, being snowed into a bookstore is exactly what it’s cracked up to be.

Go by, mad world.

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8 responses to “Snowed Into a Bookstore

  1. Tobie Pierce

    We LOVE your posts!

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  2. Sue Hoffman

    Take care, happy reading and thanks for posting. Sue Hoffman

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  3. anne64

    I’ve spent my snowed in time alternately shoveling and reading. With dread, I picked up my copy of Racine’s Phèdre. OMG!! Those rhymed couplets that I hated in 11th grade French– now they enchant me. Racine really knew how to put words together. “Present, I flee you; absent I find you” ” Now I look for myself and no longer find myself” My unpoetic renderings, and in French so powerful.

    Yes, I can imagine being holed up in a book store. Cats and company, even better.

  4. sounds like a lovely time to me!

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