I like to read. When I find a good book, I don't just read it, I devour it. That's what I did this weekend. My dad loaned me the book Marley & Me by John Grogan, which has recently been made into a film starring Owen Wilson and Jennifer Aniston. I haven't seen the movie, but I loved the book. I laughed, then cried, then laughed harder, then cried harder. Overall, it was a day and a half's read full of emotion.
Cody loves it when I read. And for good reason too: when I get sucked into a novel, a big change comes over me. I firstly feel guilty for spending my day balled on the couch, nursing and reading, so I become overly affectionate and grateful to Cody for holding down the fort while I slip away into Neverland. Then, second, the mental stimulation reading brings excites my creativity, which has a tendency to then explode in great gobs all over whatever I attempt, usually bringing about very good results. I want to cook, write, change my haircut, try new things, and I become generally excited about life and the world I live in.
So, finishing this book last night has now sent me into creative-frenzy mode. I have come up with about eighty blogging topics, and I have finally stumbled past my writer's block and can get back to the story I'm working on. Maybe my food blog will get a new post sometime soon. I want to sit down at the piano and play, or perhaps sew a quilt for Lee's bed. Who knows? It's amazing what reading can do!
PS, the book was a good one too, you should read it! Any suggestions for my next reading adventure?