I'm not big on the holidays, but this feat has me feeling quite cheery and content. Well, not in the Christmas music, sugar plums, and screaming children in malls sort of way. It's more like I want to sit by the fire-and read a darned good book. (My pile of books to read beckons me, but I'm a veeeerrrrry slow reader. The pile has not gotten much smaller in a year.)
My new favorite word is: bibliophile. This, after seeing a segment on PBS about the declining popularity of books among youth in Japan. The segment showed an old man bibliophile. I am the antithesis of the typical bibliophile in Japan. I'd much rather have my head stuck in a book than have it hovering over an electronic version of one, any day. Cheers to real books and not computer versions of them!