You might be a hopeless romantic if

I bought some new winter running gloves recently. A lot of different gloves these days come with plastic hooks so that you can keep your gloves together and prevent one of them from wandering off to that place your socks keeping making a break for. These gloves actually came with magnets sewn into small little pouches hanging off of the wrists, so there is no fumbling around to hook or unhook them. It works really well.

Tonight I threw the gloves into the wash, one at a time. When I pulled all my laundry out of the washer, I discovered that they were stuck together. And all I could think was, "awww, they found each other."

It's ridiculous, I know. Shhh.... Don't tell anyone.

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Emma

I finished re-reading Emma tonight. I rank it as my second favorite Jane Austen, next to Pride and Prejudice. It's really quite a shame that she did not live longer - I often find myself wishing there was another novel of hers to read and discover, but I must "settle" for reading her existing works again and again. I'll have to revisit the movie later this week to see how it stands up to a fresh reading of text.

Favorite line this time through:
"If you think me in a way to be happier than I deserve, I am quite of your opinion."