What, if any, memorable or special book have you ever gotten as a present? What made it so notable? The person who gave it? The book itself? The “gift aura?”
Being a book-lover from a huge family of bookish people, receiving a gift card to a bookshop is one of the most common things we buy for one another. Trying to guess or remember which books, which person wants, needs, already has would be an impossible feat. So the handy little gift cards have always been the most popular presents for my entire family, especially for the children, as having that shiny little credit card makes them feel so special on the next book shopping excursion.
So most definitely, gift cards are my favourite presents to receive and give.
However, my wonderful hubs has on two occasions given me book gifts that really meant a lot to me. Both times were completely unexpected and completely perfect, my hubs isn’t much of a reader himself, but his gifts showed that he knows me and he cares about my addiction to reading and how important books are in my life. His understanding means so much to me.
The first was a few years back after my closest book-minded friend lent me a copy of book 1 in the Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton. Once I had finished reading it, my friend and I spent hours on the phone gabbing and giggling like teenaged girls about this book, while the hubs sat rolling his eyes at my childish behaviour. But then a few days later he arrived home with a bag, a big bag, which he plopped into my lap “for me?” I asked with a huge grin. Feeling the hefty weight of the parcel I tore into it to discover the first 12 books in the Anita series! He had picked them up for me because of how much fun I had not only reading the first, but chatting about it too. What a sweetheart he was. ♥
The next occasion was just this week, when I walked into our rec-room and spotted a giant pile of paper bags, about the size of the ones from the local comic book store, lying on the coffee table. First thought that came to mind was “oh no he found another comic series to collect” but nope he walked in and told me to take a look. So I did. OMG!! I was happy dancing about like a crazy lady! For anyone whose seen my blog lately, I’ve been reading the Fables graphic novel series that my library carries – with the exception of Volume 5 – so of course I’ve been completely depressed that my reading came to a halt. But lovely hubs that he is, he managed to track down Volumes 1 to 10 by visiting all the comic books in our area. Dedicated he is.
And here is my favourite photo of the hubs and I – he looks very dashing, I think. However I look as though I may be suffering from TB or vampirism I’m so deathly pale :)
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