4/16

T minus three days. I keep having these dreams about meat. I'll be eating my boring meatless food with people who are eating turkey or pepperoni or corned beef brisket and when the meal is over I'll realize -- I've eaten several helpings of turkey or pepperoni or beef! I've failed. I wake up with the same feeling as after that dream I have where it's the end of the semester and I realize that I completely, totally forgot that I was registered for such-and-such class, never atttended once, am now up shit creek. I guess it's not the same thing quite. But there's a similar sense of dread.

Forced the kids to come to the library with me this afternoon. Since I picked Maurice Sendak for my presentation, I got Outside Over There, which is a pretty far cry from Where the Wild Things Are but not really. They're both dream-like fantasies, but Outside Over There is sort of gothic-feeling, whereas Wild Things is merry. Also, the art is really different. But like Wild Things, Outside Over There is really a great book to read aloud. It's really lyrical and kind of scary. Come to think, kids might not actually like the book all that much. But I love it. It's a Caldecott Honor book (and Wild Things is the Caldecott Medal winner for its year, 1964.)

Also got Verdi, a really cute book about a python who wishes he could stay little, yellow and striped forever. And Gooney Bird Greene, Joseph Had a Little Overcoat, Three Cheers for Tacky, Goodnight Moon, Arrow to the Sun, and The Egypt Game. The class library trip is tomorrow. I might be able to get half the file done this long weekend. THen again I also just bought Bel Canto so maybe not. I was also hoping to sleep.