What I read this weekend:Magazines

I've love them dearly, but the seem to multiply while I sleep. I've got them stacked everywhere, next to couches, on the breakfast table, even in the bathrooms!

Those beautiful, glossy magazines with their dramatic and enticing headlines plastered in super-large font across airbrushed model's torsos are a passion I inherited from my mother. I'm a sucker for those little post cards that promise a year's worth of home delivery for under ten bucks.

But I don't read them as fast as they arrive. And then there are the articles and recipes I want to keep….

So I took this past weekend to gather up all my magazines that haven't had their pages flipped yet. I spent many happy hours speed-reading them and tearing out recipes I'll probably lose before I get a chance to try. And then I tore off their mailing labels and donated the remaining carcasses to a car repair shop's waiting room.

And you were wondering where those mangled magazines came from. Now you know–my house! Sorry about the article that will never end because it had a chocolate mousse recipe on the back of the page.

Oh, an oddity that I've passed on to MY daughter, along with my love of magazines: I read magazines from back to front. While visiting her, I discovered that she does the same! Good to know I've had at least some influence in her very successful life!

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