Lost in Austen

I had the strangest day. Bear's SUV is in the shop for the time being, as it will no longer shift into park, so I have been waking with him before the sun to get him to work. I am not a morning person. But I've been trying to stay awake all day so as to reset my own sleep schedule. While I manage to stay awake all day, I still have the worst insomnia, so now I am getting about four hours of sleep a night. Needless to say, I feel AWESOME.

Tomorrow I plan to wake with the sun and run to the most magical place on Earth... the DMV. I need my married name on my license before we head off to honeymoonland on Friday! I cannot wait to ride the train to FL! Eeep!

Anyway, back to the early rising thing. I drop Bear off, I get back home, I look at the laundry mountain. I remember errands that need to be done. Then I remember that the awesome new flatscreen TV we have and that we FINALLY figured out how to connect the Wii to the internet. This means I can stream Netflix. And I have.



Today was, apparently, the day that I got lost in Austen. Literally, I did watch the film Lost in Austen, and found it quite amusing. I followed it up with Mansfield Park, which I am now endeavoring to read.

I find my predicament hilarious. I hated the Jane Austen movie fad with a vengeance that only those ignorant of a thing can have. I guess ignorance does breed hate. Now that I have accepted, read, and LIKED an Austen book, it seems I have contracted a classic literature disease.

I hope I don't lose any limbs due to the illness, but if I do, rest assured. I shall write the most tragically sensible romance of the whole experience, in which I find myself in a higher social station than when I began, with a man who absolutely adores me, even though we were entirely repulsed and/or unaware of each other when the story began... and even though I am missing my appendages. Hahaha

What (slightly embarrassing things) have you been into lately?

xo