Dinner and a Nook
Last night I put on a skirt and heels and my best guy and I headed out to dinner. Just the two of us. It was magical. We sat at a table for two (that was covered in real linen) and talked and talked and talked. We talked about the kids, Jack’s upcoming birthday, John’s job and my coaching…we never ran out of things to say. The food was delicious, and the company was even better.
After dinner, John asked me what I wanted to do. He vetoed going to see the new Twilight movie (I was just seeing how much I could get away with) but said yes to a visit to Barnes and Noble. Now, I know I’ve discussed many of John’s fine qualities in previous posts, but I’m afraid he does have one major defect: he’s not a reader. As in, he reads nothing: no books or newspapers. Nada. As hard as it is to believe, my man just does not “get” the book fascination that his wife and all three of his children share. I’ve given up on trying to convert him. He big ‘ole brain just did not come with the reader portion (this completely baffles me).
So when he agreed to go to Barnes and Noble with me, I knew he was really trying.
I brought him with me so I could have the wonderfully knowledgeable Barnes and Noble lady explain (read: sell) the Nook to him. As a non-reader, John can hardly understand my need to buy a book, let alone an electronic reader, but I was hopeful that the “electronic” part would lure him in. (As an electrical engineer, he does love technology). And God bless her, the lovely B&N lady impressed my man. He could have cared less about the fact that I would be able to download 1500 books into one little pad, or that I could check books out of the library right onto my Nook, or that I could read outdoors because the screen was not backlit. No, my husband loved the magnetic something-or-other way the words appeared on the screen (that was the part I tuned out). That part really caught his fancy. He talked about it all the way home. And then he looked up how many e-books were available at our library. And then he gave me the go-ahead to buy a Nook, and recommended the extended warranty (in case I drop it in the tub).
I’m pretty sure it was the best date night, ever.
Now I just have to decide on the perfect cute cover.
Because no mater what they say, you can’t help judging a Nook by its cover.
Nook cover collage found (here)