For the first time in my life, I am joining a book
club. I never knew how I would feel about being TOLD to read a book, usually
that makes me want to do anything BUT read that book. Tonight was the first
meeting that I have gone to for this club… and let’s just say these women are a
bit unorthodox when it comes to book clubs. The first question they asked was “Did
you read the book?” Most of the women hadn’t—including myself but I blame that
on the fact that I had about three days’ notice before this meeting.
Let
me tell you how I actually got started with the book club:
I told you in my last post that the night of
Mockingjay P1 I was alone; while that is true I wasn’t alone for long. A nice
couple came and sat by me. I was, of course, reading on tablet; Sara then
started chatting me up about how I liked the previous movies and what books I liked.
As their party grew, I began talking to the other women in the group (there were
only two but still). Turns out they were all in the same book club and since
they kinda liked my bubbly personality they invited me. I was actually happy, I’m
not necessarily the person who always makes the best first impression—meaning I
usually try to stick to my own comfort zone, I guess books are my comfort zone
though.
Back to tonight, we went to a cute little restaurant
called The Twisted Fork. (Off topic but
the food there is sublime. I got their special which was a type of fish that
name has escaped me, with a saffron infused rice and brocolini, all topped off
with a jalapeno salsa. YUM-OLA!) The actual
book discussion was done by the two women who actually read the book, and it
was them complaining about how long it was (700 pages). That lasted for about
two minutes, the rest of the night was just socializing with friends and I am
pleased to say that these women are a hoot! I may be the youngest in this group
by 10+ years but it was still a great evening. I cannot wait for the next one a
month from now.
Next
month’s book is by Nora Ephron called I Feel Bad about My Neck: And Other
Thoughts on Being a Woman. Should be entertaining even though it it geared
toward a different age group, or so I have been told.
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