Not even hitting an SUV (sorry, random girl!) can bring me down. Or that I had to sit through a conversation on favorite sex toys while I volunteered. (Don't ask. Just don't.) Or that I had a mouse pee on me about eight times. (Again, just don't ask.) Basically, my day off rocked.
In between the sex toy conversation and the incontinent mouse, I hit up the library sale. The volunteers laughed at me because I seriously spazzed out. So. Many. Books. And I just kept grabbing more and more and had to make two trips to my car.
I just got back from the neuro lab and decided to arrange my new books on my shelf and possibly fill my bathtub with them so I can bathe in books and maybe take some pictures to brag about how freaking awesome I am at library sales. (I adopt a day after Thanksgiving approach to book sales. For serious.)
And have a book photo shoot. 'Cause, dudes, I cleaned up at that library sale.
|I got a book that I almost ordered off Amazon this week!|
|I got books featuring Anastasia!|
|I got books written about Ramona and some other girls I've never heard about.|
|I got books that have been made into movies!|
|I got books by really famous authors!|
|I got books by Ann Martin! |
(Two of which, I realized that I already have.
So if you're dying for BSC#54 or BSC Mystery #22, hit me up.
Otherwise, I'm earning myself some used book store credit.)
|I got books that I already read but loved way too much!|
|I got books that I don't really have a clear category for!|
|I got books I've never heard of but was intrigued by!|
And I know you're wondering what all this rambling is about and why I just made you look at pictures of books. I have a freaking AWESOME point, so just stick with me here.
When the BSC was big, my older sister wrote a fan letter to Ann Martin. And she got a personal response. I've always been incredibly jealous of that letter for, uh, at least fifteen years now. (I was started on Little Sister books at a very young age...) I wrote a letter to Beverly Cleary once, but I only got a form response saying that Beverly and Ramona were very busy answering letters and couldn't get to mine. So. Jealous. of my sister.
My favorite thing about buying used books is finding random things inside them. I love little notes and random bookmarks that get left behind.
Which is totally why I decided to see if there were any sweet bookmarks or other random odds and ends.
And I picked up Bridge to Teribathia first.
But, then you open the cover...and it's you're all 'Wha'?'
Yep. For fifty cents, I scored myself an autographed copy. Which basically gave me a heart attack because I never score awesome stuff. And here I just did! And it's my favorite kind of awesome stuff--something left behind for someone else. (I sound like a thief. Not the case.) And right off the bat, it totally pwns my sister's letter from Annie M.
Logical girl that I am, I thought, 'Damn! Maybe another book has something sweet in it.' So I checked some more. Nothing could be more awesome than Katherine Paterson signing a copy of a book in 1987, could it? Could it?
I also scored a copy of Here's to You, Rachel Robinson. Because I buy used, a lot of the books I have are from classrooms. My books are all marked up with random last names.
This book belonged to a Banninga. Which totally makes me giggle. And I assumed to be the most awesome thing about this book.
Until I opened it.
Holy hell. It couldn't possibly be, right?
It so totally is.
Best. Day. Ever.