Everyone has those books. They are something you read and felt so connected to it has become a part of your soul.
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I have a problem:
I just take in too many strays.
That comic pretty much describes my life. You see:
They need a home and I am more than willing to open my doors and shelves to them. If you actually tallied up all the money I’ve spent through the years on books, it would be thousands of dollars. Say it loud and say it proud:
Even though I have more than I can read, I buy more and more and more. 😦
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So you all are aware I’m a Disney fan right? I mean after my 30 Days of Disney I think it’s pretty obvious.
So being female, I loved the Disney princesses, my favorite being Princess Aurora from Sleeping Beauty and Belle from The Beauty and the Beast.
Although now that I’m a redhead, I can see it.
In fact, I once took a quiz that said I was her, and I thought yeah right, that’s not me.
But the other day I was full on The Little Mermaid. Although, truth be told it wasn’t really the Disney version, but the hardcore Hans Christian Anderson one.
You see in the original story The Little Mermaid was the youngest of six sisters. On her 15th birthday she is able to go up to the surface where she sees the prince and saves his life during a storm.
She visits him everyday at his palace at the seashore and falls in love.
She soons becomes heartbroken as she can’t be with him. Nothing makes her happy, all she wants is to be human.
The other mermaids tell her to be happy, she can live for over 300 years. But she won’t have it. She travels to the sea-witch who lives in a horrible area and is an awful crazy person. The sea-witch turns her into a human, for her voice. However, their are strong consequences. One, she can never, ever be a mermaid again. Two, every step will be agonizing pain. Three, if the prince marries another, the next morning she will die with no soul but turn into foam. The Little Mermaid agrees and her tongue is cut out.
She washes up on shore and the prince takes her into his house. He clothes her and cares for her, as if she was his little sister. He tells her of the girl that saved his life and that she will be the only one he will ever love.
Well time comes when the prince has to marry. And the girl chosen is so beautiful he agrees. In fact, he asks the Little Mermaid to be in the ceremony.
She is in so much heartbreak as she is doomed to die while the man she loves is to be married to another.
Her five sisters come to see her. They have cut off all their hair and given it to the sea-witch. They give her a knife and tell her that if she kills the prince and sprinkles his blood on her feet then she will be a mermaid again. But she must do it before the sunrise. She goes into the room to kill him…but she can’t do it. She loves him too much.
So she dies.
Yes she dies. But she doesn’t turn to foam. She instead is given an eternal soul because she sacrificed herself for another.
I always knew the books we read as kids strongly affect us.
But I didn’t know how much until now.
So you are probably wondering what this has to do with me? How am I like The Little Mermaid? Book or film, I’m pretty sure all of you are wanting me to get to the point.
Well for Halloween this year I decided to be Poison Ivy. She is my favorite villainess, as I think she is just amazing. I did a post on her that includes pics of the costume.
So anyways, this past summer I mentioned I was in Wyoming, and that is the land of meat + potatoes. Fruit and veggies are few and far between. So since that summer, I’ve been feeling large.
Yes I do, but I noticed I have put more weight on in the butt/thigh area, or at least that’s what it feels like. So I decided that it was time to get into shape. I started doing squats and did about 100. I was feeling pretty good about it too.
The next day I was a bit sore, but still feeling good.
The next day that was radically different. I drove to an interview, wearing my two inch boots, preparing to change into my four-inch heels when I got there. When I reached the site, I had to park a bit away. After I parked I changed into my heels.
Now I love heels. If you remember from a previous post, I’m short. I’m only 5’3, so heels are great as they finally make me closer to my dream height. They make me feel powerful and awesome. The higher the better.
So walking in 3-5 inch heels is not unusual for me. However, this time was much different. It WAS SO PAINFUL.
I felt just like The Little Mermaid.
“It will feel like a sword were passing through your body…each step you take will feel like sharp knives piercing your feet. “
That’s how it felt with me. Each step was utter agony as my muscles just burned and were so inexplicably sore.
I had to take so many breaks. As soon as I could I went to my car and changed my shoes. I’ve decided to rest from squats. And heels. I’ll just have to accept my bod for what it is.
Or focus on a different exercise!
For more on The Little Mermaid, go to I’m Not Gonna Lose Her Again
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