Second would be a little insight I received when I got a lovely package from Jeannine this weekend. I met Jeannine at Blogher and she just happened to read my review of Becoming Jane. Realizing that I am a Jane. Austen. freak. she sent me this little care package.
K: LOOK what I got in the mail?
The Husband: What is that book?
K: A Jane Austen ANTHOLOGY. Now I won’t have to go from book to book. I can just thumb open any novel at any time.
The Husband: Is that good?
K: Excuse me?
The Husband: Is that a good present? That huge book filled with Jane Austen?
K: That is the BEST present.
The Husband: That’s funny.
K: What’s so funny about it?
The Husband: It’s just funny that you are all excited about getting that huge book of Jane Austen and just today I found my Jane Austen cliff notes from high school.
The Husband: (too male to understand the dangerous precipice upon which he is standing) Please, babe. At least I read her. What guy can understand Jane Austen?
K: Um, my ex-boyfriend understood Jane Austen.
The Husband: Which one?
K: The gay one.
The Husband: Excuse me. Excluding the GAY EX-BOYFRIEND, what man understands Jane Austen?
I didn’t even care that he didn’t understand Jane Austen. I just couldn’t get beyond the cliff notes. It’s just so wrong.