My Ears Adore You

I almost died last night. 


I picked up my very wrinkled and bent copy of The Princess Bride by William Goldman/S.M. Morganstern and Buttercup literally almost murdered me.

When he was saying "As you wish," what he really meant was "I love you." 

I'm sure you've seen the movie but if you thought that was hilarious I dare you to read the book. Triple dog dare you. But please DON'T let me know if you don't find it perfectly wonderful so that I won't have to hunt you down and destroy you.


Anyway. :) In the very first chapter of the book, Buttercup's realization of her love for Westley pretty much made my day. She notices how the Count's wife hits on him and basically has a meltdown. (It's different from the movie.) She can't sleep all night, trying to figure out why the heck this would bother her so. She decides that clearly, she is interested. But why? What makes her interested in a farmboy?

Just imagine the perfect teeth...

Thus follows a full body profile of an extremely, gorgeous and wonderful Westley but Buttercup still doesn't think that that's it. Then she sits up in bed. His teeth. That's why! ...But is it?


Finally after agonizing over this for hours and hours... she has to go confess her love to Westley, quite dramatically, in the dead of night:


"I know this might come as something of a surprise, since all I've ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now."


She also admits, "My ears adore you."


And, "My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey."


And even, "I love you so much more now than twenty minutes ago that there cannot be comparison." I wish I could just quote the whole speech to you, but I won't because I need to go study Spanish. It's worth reading though, if you would like to risk your death...

Drop. Your. Sword...

I had forgotten how very much I absolutely love this story. Stories are like escape routes. Sometimes, you don't even realize how much of an escape you need.


Nothing bad was happening yesterday, it was actually quite fantastic. But I hadn't laughed that hard in a long time... and it felt good. :)


Most of my favorite stories are wonderful escape routes - but the best kinds I've decided are the ones that make you think, "Weirrrd, this author must have known about me before I was even born..." because you identify with it so well. You can let yourself drown in the story for a little bit and come up for air when suddenly you realize this could be your own life. Or because you're laughing so hard you're getting stomach cramps. 



Buttercup's panicked confession sounds like something I would do which made it even more amusing. 


Stories are so very delicious. Especially this one. *sigh*


So if you need a good book to read... or a very unique escape route... find the Princess Bride.


That was my random obsessive fan moment for the week. :)