Yesterday’s snowy (4 inches here in the Wasatch benches) spring morning seemed like a good time to catch up my own blog reading, plus explore a few “teckie” blogs as I’m always hoping to learn how to do new things. As usual I got quite lost for awhile, had no idea where I was, but somewhere along the way I caught a snatch of a post that mentioned something about whether a photo of “you” first thing in the morning or a photo showing a random bookshelf showing what books you’re into would most define you as a person.
Later as I was remembering and thinking of it, I decided a variation on the theme would be a great idea (and quick!) for a post of my own. I’m sorry I can’t remember what blog gave me the inspiration (so I could attribute and link to it) as I was following lots of links and can only remember beginning somewhere in Germany. I’m sure there are lots of you blogaholics out there who are very much like me in your online meanderings and will understand perfectly.
So I decided to expose myself as I look early in the morning without so much as combing my hair or getting dressed. Here I am the way I look most every morning after I put my glasses on so I can see. Now you see what Hubby has to face over coffee every morning! It can be worse at times, but never gets better than this! not even after a trip to the beauty parlour!
What does it reveal? My sagging eyelids that I hate. Fat cheeks. My wrinkles. Thinning hair. But is that the real me? Nope! Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin! It does give the impression of an old woman who is either crazy or very brave. I’ll let you be the judge of that!
Then I went downstairs to my bookshelves. Which section of books most represent the essence of me? The fiction section? Maybe. If the picture were magnified a bit, you’d see that I’ve organized each book alphabetically by author’s last name. Does that tell you anything? On the left side, that book second from the left, is Iris Murdoch’s 1965 novel The Red and the Green about the 1916 Easter Uprising in Dublin. That tells you if I bought a book I like it stays around for a long, long time. The Eragon and the book beside it by James Patterson (in the center) are Hubby’s, not mine. Salmon Rushdie is there on the right edge with his Satanic Verses which I haven’t read at all other than scanning; It’s a very complicated book and I bought as a political statement more than for reading, and there’s even a Joyce Carol Oates and an R.K. Nagarajan. There’s even The Raj, that pink book that I didn’t even like that much except for the glimpses of British India it gives me.
What might be slightly more revealing is the picture on the right that tells you I’ve collected a few children’s books over the years. Representative of Shel Silverstein is A Light in the Attic and Where the Sidewalk Ends which belong in every home in my opinion to remind you to keep in touch with the child inside you. There’s several Caldecott winners there, too. That book on the right stack, on the top, is Duey’s Tale, about the death (and rebirth) of a leaf that fell from the tree in the fall by a surprising author. I wonder how many people know that Pearl Bailey wrote a book for children? It’s very long, and probably wouldn’t have been published if it hadn’t been written by a celebrity, but who I am to complain?
So there you go. Depending on your frame of mind, this is either a very revealing post about me, or more blogging trash deserving no more thought than that. Which one!? I wonder myself all the time.
Update: The mystery for my inspiration has been solved! If you’ll click in the comments section following this post, you’ll see a link from bigappletobigbear, the blog in Germany. BABG is a transplanted New Yorker now living in Berlin. I’ve also added it to my Blogroll; you could visit her there if you’d like. Thank you, bigapple!
You look better than I do in the morning! And, organized books, wow!
I think my early morning photo might frighten people away!
Any books I have seem to end up in Elly’s collection. Each time I visit I bring home three or four of hers to read. That way I discover books and authors I might have missed. She also orders book online and some are delivered to me, hat way I get to read them first!
You look fine to me. No old lady. I have so many big bookcases in this house, I would be hard pressed to pick on…….maybe mysteries, which are alphabetical. Ditto sci-fi. Only the Ocean liner books are not in order by author….but how else do we find our favorite books.
What a fabulous post! I promise to do this soon. I look at the bookcase in front of me and see the oddest collectkion of books, some stacked on their sides. others, Who bought that thing?, still others, Wow, I haven’t seen that one in a while. A shelf a day looks like it would be fun. And I agree, you look pretty darn good.
Perhaps it was my blog at http://bigappletobigbear.blogspot.com?
Can I post your shelf there? I took this meme from Slouching Mom, who posted the meme of her face in the morning as well.
Why is it we cannot accept ourselves as we are and think of ourselves as beautiful? You are lovely, even first thing in the morning. You look like someone I would like to know.
BTW, I collect popup books and one of my favorite children’s stories (not popup) is Salman Rushdie’s Haroun and the Sea of Stories.
Your bookshelves are very impressive as is your morning photo. I have some impressive bookshelves that are semi organized but I also have a lot of books that are in little stacks in various rooms of the house. I don’t know whether I should take a picture of a stack of them or of one of the bookshelves … which would be misleading as to how organized I am. My early morning picture would be scary I fear … at least it is when I see it in the mirror.
Another smile here for me….lol
Cripe, if that’s the worst you look honey, you look pretty darn good in the morning. I think that’s a really cute photo.
Love your books and book shelves. Ahhhh, Salmon Rushdie……I met him in person at a writers conference about 8 yr. ago. Fantastic speaker! Captivating! And I too, bought his book, Satanic Verses, because he signed it for me. But have I read it? Hmmm, ‘fraid not.
(that IS very odd that we both blogged about our book shelves last week….lol But great minds, etc.)