I mentioned earlier that I would go into further details regarding my birthday presents. Well the time has come. I’ll just highlight a few that weren’t previously referred to. I think they provide an interesting insight into my personality, tho I’m sure this blog gives you a pretty good glimpse already.
A collection of tales from the Brothers Grimm that were hitherto untold or tamed down. I haven’t delved too deeply into it yet but one tale caught my eye. A queen locked her daughter in-law and her two children in the basement while her son was away. Then one day, for some reason, she decided she had a craving for human flesh and told her steward to fetch her one of her grandsons for dinner. To eat. I won’t tell you how it ends but you can get an idea of the tales contained in this book. I wonder about the thought processes the old queen went through before identifying her craving. We’ve all been there:
‘Hmmm, what do I feel like? Chicken?
Hmmm...y’know what would just hit the spot?
Ahhhh. I’ll share any other good ones that I find.
Boris Vallejo & Julie Bell’s Fantasy Calendar
Now I’ve been after this thing since before Christmas so naturally I was delighted to unwrap it on Sunday. I’ve come to depend on having a calendar since I received one last year and I ADORE Boris’s artwork. Sexy people in fantasy landscapes. How perfect is THAT!?! The calendar also has a short story each month illustrated a picture. I know I won’t be able to resist reading the story ahead of time. It’s a lovers separated kind of story. Delish.
Care Bears Checkers
How adorable is this? The board is pink and white and there are little plastic crowns to king them with. I can’t wait to play. Y’know how some people will have a nice table with a fancy chess set in mid-game on it? Kind of for show and pleasure. Well I want to have this game set up on a table in my study or something, if I ever have a study. Or maybe a library. You get the picture.
I don’t know if these gifts seem at odds with each other, but they all fit perfectly together in my little head.
Okay big head. When I was in public school and we all got measured for bike helmets I had the biggest head. In my family. Sigh.