Yesterday was Hen's birthday (I won't say which one) and I called him, as per Perlman custom. We discussed what we'd read recently: a Hostess cupcake of a topic with a surprise cream filling of competition. Hen has been trying to tell me what to read since... I could read, and I generally disagree with his tastes. Trust me: if you haven't read Hans Brinker or the Silver Skates, you are not missing anything. If you have not read The Biography of Nathan Hale, you may have missed out on a luxurious nap.
I quickly steered the conversation away from David Copperfield (which I haven't read) and brought up my favorite writer, Ford Madox Ford. As most of you know The Good Soldier is my favorite novel, and conveniently, Hen hasn't read it.
This winter I tried -- and failed -- to tackle Parade's End. It's supposed to be Ford's best, but I think The Good Soldier makes the same point and much more concisely. Namely: our guy never gets laid. I think 190 pages is the perfect amount to express that not-getting-laid problem, but four volumes is way, way too much not getting of satisfaction for my tastes. For all I know our guy gets laid in book two, but I wasn't going to stick around long enough to find out.
Suddenly, I remembered something. I was supposed to get leid a few weeks ago, Yes, leid, not laid.
I receive many emails from online stores that want me to advertise their products out of the goodness of my heart (not even the offer of a freebie!), and too many offers to do my web design to count. This time, a Hawaiian company offered to mail me a lei if I would agree to write a review of the lei on my blog upon receipt. This was the first time I ever received an email from someone who was actually offering to send me something before expecting me to promote his company.
Who doesn't want to get a lei in the mail?
Some of you loyal 183 (you've grown) live in tropical climates where getting a free lei is not worth the effort of writing a review, let alone giving out your address. But I gave the lei company (I'm not saying the name, because until I get my lei it'll get no quarter from me) my address. Because I do that. Because I'm a hide-in-plain-sight kind of gal, and I have never received anything from a reader who asked for my address that wasn't wonderful. And because I've wanted a lei my whole life.
Or at least since last year, when I saw The Descendants.