Friday, September 16, 2011


Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings

These are a few of my favorite things....

Well, most of you know the rest of the song.  It happens to be one of my favorite songs of all time, and I recently found out it was also one of Michael Jackson's favorites. It has to be one of the best works of Richard Rogers and Oscar Hammerstein II.  I am swept away to a much younger, innocent age every time I hear the first few notes of the music....but if I'd had half a chance, I would have tried my darnedest to convince Mr. Hammerstein to include a well written murder mystery, a juicy romance novel, a revealing tell all biography or autobiography, or a believable work of fiction into one of the stanzas of the song.

Many of us consider books our favorite things.  We can retreat into our own little corner of our imagination as we turn the pages.  There is nothing like curling up with a good book late in the evening after a day of working or rushing around with our families or one of a million things we fill our days with.  There is something special about the time you set aside for yourself with whatever book you are reading at the time. 

I knew I was totally hooked on reading when I began making sure I had a paperback tucked inside my carry-on luggage whenever I went on vacation.  Even though when my children were young I didn't have as much time on my hands to read, there was always a book nearby - just in case.  I also find that although I'm older now, I seem to remember a lot more of the stories I read...darn those kids and their constant distractions:  Mom I need help with my homework!  Mother, where is my football uniform you said you would wash?  Mama I hurt myself, waaaaaaa!  Oh yes, and let's not forget the husband with: Honey, are we going to have any dinner tonight?  Disruptions, disruptions, disruptions!  How is a person supposed to remember their place in the book - I never seemed to have bookmarks and refused to desecrate a book by folding down a corner of the page; and how is a person supposed to remember what they read when they are constantly being interrupted.  Well, my life is different now that my husband has retired and I decided to sit right down with him (and live on 'his' fixed income), I can pick up a book and actually almost finish it sometimes before I have to put it down. 

I read for many reasons:  to learn, to grow, to laugh, for entertainment, for solace, for hope, for strength. 

Reading for me, is spending time with a friend.  A book is a friend, and you can never have too many good ones.

In closing,  they are definitely a few of my favorite things. 

If you feel the need to hear the rest of the song, here it is:


Dennis said...

it works

Marian said...

Very good post. I fully admit to being a bit of a book hoarder, I hate to get rid of any. I have more books than I have money, kids, or food at this point, lol.

MsCros said...

I used to be the same wayMarian. I even belonged to those 'Book of the Month' clubs. I eased up once I started working in libraries though, and now that I have a Kindle, I'll be able to download some books...but it's nothing like holding a book in your hand, losing your place, and not minding that you are re-reading a little bit to get back to your place....ecstasy, ecstasy.

Anonymous said...


MsCros said...

Yes Anonymous (Andre) you are the crying one. If you join the site or Google, we will have your face and name with your comments. lol

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