Last night was our monthly neighborhood book club. This time it was at LJ’s house. She made all kinds of food, with the most tempting being a brownie, Heath bar, chocolate syrup, chocolate pudding, whipped cream creation in a trifle bowl. It looked wonderful (and tasted even better!).
Our book club isn’t the standard book club where we all read the same book and then discuss it. It’s more of a book exchange where we all bring a different book and then trade off. No pressure to finish the book you choose, no in-depth discussions, just an opportunity for us to get together, eat good food, have a few drinks, and relax. Everyone else in our group has children except for me, so for them it’s also a chance for adult conversation without interruption (except for last night when ST and I were screaming about something and woke up LJ’s youngest–oops!).
It’s so nice to have a night out with friends–friends that you’re comfortable discussing any topic under the sun with. We never know where the discussion is going to go (sometimes we even discuss books!). I’m already looking forward to next month’s meeting.
The book I took last night was The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes by Diane Chamberlain. I’m only about 80 pages into it, but I’m hooked!