I am part of a book group that meets once a month.  There’s about 5-8 of us (depending on schedules) and I look forward to it all month long.  I use the word ‘book’ lightly, since few of us ever read the book (these kinds of books, clearly don’t count).

In fact, this past week I hosted.  I was buying small mason jars for the strawberry tiramisu I was making.  The gal behind the counter asked if I was canning.  I explained that I was using the jars to serve dessert.   She said, “oh, are you having a party?”  I said, “it’s for my book group.”  Then she asked, naturally, “What book did you read?”  I looked at her and embarrassingly said, “I have no idea.”

I couldn’t take the time to explain to her that ‘book group’ is really just a group of girls that make it a priority to get together once a month.  We eat, drink and chat–occasionally we’ll talk about a book.  It’s girls being girls without the distraction of work and family.  I envision us being old and grey and still getting together.  Maybe then, we’ll have time to read the books.

Are you part of a book group?  I’d love to hear!

PS-This was the book we were supposed to read

Print by Jane Mount would be a cute gift

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