God, I adore the smell of a library and all of its books. There's this comforting familiar smell of old paper and ink and I just feel right at home when I inhale the scent of a book.
Anyway, once in awhile I see one of those old rubber stamps that has the movable dates on it, exactly like the kind they used at the library to stamp the due date in each book. They're so fun to use, too. Here's to hoping libraries and their fun number stamps never go away.
“Here's to hoping libraries and their date stamps never die.”
I used to only buy Papyrus cards -you know, those super fancy cards that cost like $9 apiece. They're expensive but they look so so classy. Anyway, I was at Hobby Lobby looking at all the stickers and such.
I sort of threw myself into stamp collecting. It was suggested to me, and I've found it very fulfilling. I am a total amateur though, and I think I need to keep and organize my stamps in more than a shoe box.
Being twenty-something and living on my own out of state and away from family has raised a lot of questions. The main one being how do people function as adults? The process of discovery has been rough.
This was my first trip across the pond and I had no idea what to expect. When I landed my cousin Deb had one of those goofy signs with my name on it. Fortunately, I recognized her even without the sign.