Begin with the End

Quirky~

I have a habit of reading the ending of a book first...I have to because I can't enjoy the rest of it unless I do. :-)
I didn't used to be that way, it is all Nicholas Spark's fault. Good old Nicky, also known as Writer of Stupid Endings Extraordinaire...

It all started with the book Message in a Bottle.  I am a reader...an avid reader, nay a devourer of books.  I have to read every night before bed, I read while walking, I read in the car (not while driving, but if I could figure out a safe way to do that I would) I read curled up in the chair listening to the rain fall...get the picture?

I was the toddler who scribbled her own nonsense books, the 4year old who learned to read before she went to Kindergarten (which resulted in a spanking at school and a suspension...but that is another story loll)  I have a horrible memory for names, but I remember my Elementary librarian, Mrs. Holmes.  I was the child who raced through school work so she could read during class, the teen that hid a book in my text books (like the teacher wouldn't notice.) The adult who reads at least 4 books a week...get the picture?

Fast forward to the "Stupid Book" (A.K.A.) Message in a Bottle.  I read it.  It was wonderful.  *Spoiler Alert! Then right at the ending, out of the blue one of them dies...Oh my heck! Can you say seriously rude? 

So now, if I start a book that I am really liking, I read the ending to make sure that I am not shocked/disgusted/sad/mad at the ending.  I actually enjoy the story more if I know what will happen.  Then I read the book to fill in the middle.  Now even if someone dies, I am not destroyed.  (Okay, a little dramatic)

I just read a great book called Before Ever After.  I was stunned by how much I liked it.  I laughed out loud when I came across the following quote by Max, one of the main characters.

"Fretting over how life ends, or anything else for that matter, is a complete waste of time," Max said. "I don't know about you, but when I got my hands on those Harry Potter books, I simply had to sneak a peek at the last page."
"Er, Harry Potter?" Jonathan arched a thick silver brow.
Max nodded, "I, for one believe that in order to really enjoy any story, you need to get the ending out of the way as soon as possible--which is why I've brought you all here.  You need to learn the conclusion of one family's story so that you may better appreciate how it began and the cast of characters along the way."

Bam! Vindication! That is is exactly how I feel.  Now if you will excuse me, I have a book to go read.  Ending first of course.  :-)

Who is that Mustached Man?

It has taken me 11 years, but I finally realized that the person I thought was my son Toby is really secret agent...code name T.W.O.

The joke was on us because for all of these years I thought it stood for Toby William Ostler...in reality it stands for Totally Wacky Operative.  Through secret sources I have learned that, he is, a Master of Disguise. 

Once I realized that the strange man in the mustache was the same person I thought I had been raising...I started thinking back on all of the years past...

when he was a toddler and wore a giraffe  (pronounced Hi-Waffe) costume for a week straight...not a quirk but in fact a disguise. 

 The years he preferred to run around naked except for a superman cape...not a future exhibitionist...but a disguise...

In January of 06 we thought he was obsessed with a show called Lazy Town...he wanted this costume more than anything...He wore it for an entire year...cried when he outgrew it.  Little did I know that it was more than a costume...it was setting him up for his ultimate disguise. 

Yes, folks, this is what my son wore to school the other day...a mustache.  All day long.  I can only wonder what his secret mission was on that day......

I am so sad that it is not a real mustache

Nothing going on here...just a man and his mustache enjoying a joke...move along....

You too can be as cool as Agent T.W.O. But only if you have the "Stache"!