Booky Goodness!

Aaaagh! I love the book sale! I quite possibly want to marry the overlook book sale, without all of the snitty people that attend it. I am now the proud owner of the following:

6 Agatha Christie mysteries (Hercule Poirot ones, because I do so love that dashing Belgian, and ok, I have this thing for David Suchet. Sundays on the Bio channel... it's like crack.)

2 Peg Bracken books. I got I Hate to Housekeep and I'm Trying to Be Good today, and have the two I Hate To Cook books. I like her style, and I love the illustrations.

A handful of odd, old cookbooks, including 1 church cookbook, 1 cookbook on raisins (no, I don't know why either, raisins are pretty much revolting unless they're in oatmeal cookies. It was 50 cents. I couldn't stop myself), one really old casserole cookbook (with a cover so vile, the contents can't help but be amusing), an old skool Pilsbury Bake-off cookbook (my grandmother used to collect them, and I have a few of hers), a book for using your new fancy schmancy electric range (with another revolting cover)a Crisco cookbook from the late '50s/early '60s, and the General Foods CookBook from the early 60s.

I also snagged The Miss Manners Guide to Excruciatingly Correct Behavior. I love me some Miss Manners, a book on flower arranging, 2 books on how to keep your kids occupied (similar to books of my mom's that I pored over as a kid, which meant I was never, EVER bored. I think they may be handy for doing crafts at the codger corral), and a few other things that escape me at the moment. Including the cash I gave to the library itself, I walked out with a box full of books for $30.00. I can't walk out of Borders, on a cheapass day for less than $30.00. WOO. Hoo.

Now I have reading material for... a few weeks. Heh.

Which is good, because I think I'm getting the "We're out of money" speech at work. Which is fine. Means I can go get a full time job without guilt, and maybe put in a few hours a week part-time for bosslady. Or... not. Heh.