Giving in to the Kindle...

Two years ago, my brother-in-law bought my sister a Kindle.  She is the PERFECT Kindle candidate:  she's an NYC girl who reads at least a book a week, and we're talking big, giant, hardcover books.  Lugging them around all day wasn't ideal (but it was a good workout!).  So, for her, it was love at first use and that didn't surprise me.

Here's a little perk about getting married - you get presents forever.  Last year, a year after their wedding, my sister and my brother-in-law received two brand spanking new Kindles as a wedding present.  The best part was that Ellie's old Kindle was still perfect, so guess who got it?  Her lovely older sister, of course.  So I am now the proud owner of a Kindle...

...except I'm not so proud.

Because I don't think I like this whole e-book craze.  Because I love BOOKS, like actual, physical books.  I like the weight of them, the way the pages feel, the way you can immediately see how much you've read (or haven't read) and I love highlighting.  I always read with a highlighter and whenever I come across a line that speaks to me, I make it glow yellow (or pink or sometimes orange, but yellow is my favorite).  You can't do that with an e-book.

But, I'm going to try to give in.  The reality is that my book cases are full (ahem, I also like looking at my books...something else you can't do with an e-book!) and the organizer part of my brain screams "DO IT!  Don't bring more books in here!  Keep your space clean, sleek and simple!"  This, of course, goes against the side of me that says "But books are so pretty!  And look at everything I've read!", ha; quite a struggle I have going on in my silly head.  

Plus, let's face it, e-books are where we are headed.  It seems like everyone I know is using some form of e-book reader.  Which means...

Okay, Kindle:  you and I will try to make this work.

(I'll keep you posted.)