An award that is all me

Back at the end of November I was nominated for an award by one of my favorite blogs, Stop and Smell the Chocolates. It is called the Booklover's Award. (For those of you who know me, this makes no sense at all...*wink, wink*)

The instructions for this award are to find the book closest to you, turn to page 56, and type in the fifth sentence plus a couple more after that.

Since I have been reading through the Anne of Green Gable's series, the closest book to me is, Rilla of Ingleside. So here goes...

None of the Reeses were in khaki. Rilla waned to cry, too--but she would not. What was that horrid old Mrs. Drew saying to mother, in that melancholy whine of hers? "I don't know how you can stand this, Mrs. Blythe. I couldn't if it was my pore boy." And mother--oh, mother could always be depended on! How her grey eyes flashed in her pale face.

If you haven't read this book, it's worth it if you liked Anne of Green Gables, the books or the movies.

As for the 5 people I will pass it on to...

How about anyone who wants to be a part! I just ask that you let me know if you do post on it so I can come and read it. :D

Thanks again, Lisa! (If anyone wants to read her original post, you can do that here.)