I already like Raisinets, NPR, and Matlock. So just when I thought I couldn’t feel more like a 75-year-old woman, I discover that I also totally dig books on tape (uh, CD)(okay, audio books).
When we moved cross-country last summer, I had my first exposure to the wonder of audio books. Harry Potter really got us through some hard spells. And then my love for audio books was rekindled on our drive up to NJ last Thanksgiving, and I’ve been hooked ever since.
My commute to work is only 10 to 15 minutes, but I’ve noticed that listening to books has really made me look forward to my drive. Our library has an excellent selection too. This month alone I’ve listened to “A Christmas Carol,” “The Five People You Meet in Heaven,” and the second book in the “Ender’s Game” series, all in 10- to 15-minute intervals. Oh baby.
But for the record, now that I listen to so many books, I listen to less NPR. So as far as my old lady-ness goes, I think it’s fair to call it a draw.