chronicles

I know it sounds dorky, but my favorite christmas presents were always books. The year I was eight or nine (it was twenty years ago, okay?) I received two boxed sets of books--The Chronicles of Narnia, and the Little House on the Prairie series. Both of which I read compulsively and repeatedly. Until I went away to college, and left most of my books at home. Recently I asked my mom to ship me some of my childhood books, and she replied that she'd sold them at a garage sale. I didn't know that I NEEDED the Narnia books until that moment. And so I've been on a quest.

I told my super housemate Christie about this minor obsession, and later that same day came home to an early birthday present--my birthday's not for another month--which was--ta da! The Chronicles of Narnia, BRAND NEW, never been read, with the box and everything. It's silly, because I know that there are many more beautifully bound versions of the series. But this is the one I had as a kid. Gold stars for Christie!