But I finally got my hands on one, and all I can say is.. wow. Just total and complete wow. What a story.
So much of its richness and detail are lost in the abridgements. Abridging books should be an offense punishable by firing squad. If the author wanted it to be a bare skeleton of a story, they would have written it that way.
I have wished for the money and the power to effect such awesome revenge as that of Edmond Dantes. I have spent days and weeks, months, even years contemplating how to best avenge myself for the hurts done to me by people who aren't fit to be breathing the same air that I breathe, and in the end I have slowly come to realize that revenge isn't the way to go about things. God will handle things, one way or the other. Either they'll never repent and end up roasting for eternity, or they will, and then it just won't be an issue to me any more. Either way, all will be well.
But oh, M. le Compte! What a wonder you are!
Everybody should read it in the unabridged. I wish to God I understood French so that I could read it in its original form. Ah well.
I never realized that Eugenie Danglars was a lesbian until last week!
In other news.. planning Evan's birthday party. Having a summer birthday, all of his friends are off at camp or on vacations when July 18 rolls around, so Evan has never really had a birthday bash worth talking about.
This year that changes. We're holding his party at the end of this month, a pirate theme. He'll be inviting everybody in his class plus a few special friends. We'll be doing some pirate themed crafts, since Evan really enjoys crafts, and we'll be having a bounce house, as well. We may possibly screen Pirates of the Caribbean, not sure yet, but I think so.
It's going to be a load of fun. :) And Evan so deserves something special, he's such a totally cool kid.
We went to his school open house on Wednesday night and every one of his teachers, the principal and vice principal, and a couple of other school employees literally sought Sam and I out to tell us how much of a delight that boy is. How he's always so happy, so generous and helpful with the other kids, so well behaved. We were puffing up with pride in the lad.
And he really is just this happy go lucky, sweet kid! I've never met anybody like Evan before, he's almost always filled with excitement and wonder at the world around him. He seeks opportunities to scatter random acts of kindness around him wherever he goes. He'll give a total stranger the shirt off of his back if they need it. He's just an all around great kid. I do love my baby boy. Baby? He's almost 11. :( Growing up on me.
When I think about Evan I'm filled with a deep sense of responsibility. Same with all of my kids, but moreso with him than the other boys, reason being that the other three boys all remember their Mama, but Evan doesn't. To Evan, I am the only mother he has really known. And that makes me feel a little bit awestruck, that this boy looks to me as his rolemodel of what a mother is. I hope I do well. All five of my other kids, Amy and Bonnie included, have had other motherly persons in their lives. Not so Evan. Big responsibility there.
Anyways. Getting dizzy from the cough and pain meds again. Time to lay down! :)