Ever since that first issue of Children's Digest made its way to our family's mailbox in Ladysmith, Wisconsin when I was just 8, I've been a huge fan of magazines.
And although the titles have certainly changed through the years (yep, I no longer get The Sporting News or Seventeen, which gives you a pretty good indication of my wide variety of interests back in my teen years), I still look forward to receiving everything from Entertainment Weekly to Real Simple to Bon Appetit.
In fact, while I've been forced to say goodbye to many of my favorites over the years because they've been phased out, I still happily subscribe to 12 actual print magazines.
And yes, for the record, I do make time to read each and every one, even if it's a month after the fact.
But in the past couple of years, a strange phenomenon has been taking over our mailbox. Recently, I've been getting all sorts of magazines I didn't even sign up for.
For instance, I've been regularly receiving Better Homes and Gardens for almost two years now, even though we're in a rental and don't have anything close to resembling a garden. Even more peculiar is our subscription to New York magazine. While I love Manhattan as much as the next person, I'm not so sure I actually need the local gossip and political breakdowns.
Equally puzzling is our most recent acquisition, GQ. While Will definitely has an eye for fashion, I doubt we'll be plunking down $6,332 for the new watch recently featured in the fall fashion round-up. And don't even get me started on those pictures of Jets quarterback Mark Sanchez in a bubble bath. I sure hope his teammates are giving him a hard time for posing for those.
Strangely enough, the word is also apparently out that Will works for Wells Fargo, too, because in addition to the Wall Street Journal and Bloomberg Business Week that we actually paid for, we're now getting The Economist, Money and Barron's. While financial mags aren't really our thing, I got give their editors credit, though. As bad as the markets have been lately, they've managed to come up with really, truly creative ways to say that things are bad, so that's something, I guess...
