Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris

This book was actually March's book and I realize we're almost out of May... I'm behind, as usual, on updating the blog.  My Half-Year Resolution is to start updating more frequently.  Dare I say every two weeks?  It's optimistic, I realize.

Me Talk Pretty was Mia's book choice and, although I only read about half of it, I enjoyed it and do intend to finish.  (I'm still on this Henry the VIII train and I just can't get off).  We Leanderites loaded up in one car and headed southy to Mia's, where she had the most delicious meal prepared.  We had a baked potato bar with all kinds of toppings.  The gruyere bechamel sauce was a very nice touch!  Ana made from scratch an insanely rich cheesecake with dark chocolate edges.  Oh em gee.... it was divine!

Everyone really loved the book and over dinner we perused some of his sister, Amy Sedaris's, books from Mia's personal collection.  We especially enjoyed, and I totally intend to purchase her book, I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence.

Also discussed over dinner: 
Sunday brought handmade Guatamalan bracelets that she was selling for her friend at work.  While beautifully crafted, I think Cara worded it best when she asked, after having hers strapped on, "Where's my hawk?"  It really did look like a landing leather for wild birds.  Nevertheless, they were hot sellers and I think everyone purchased one, except for me because, why would I cover up the only skinny part of my arm?  When I tried one on, I looked like I was suiting up for a mock battle, Roman Gladiator-style, at the Renaissance Festival.

Stay with me, ladies, it just gets better and better....

Brazilian waxes.  Not sure where the name came from because Mia and Ana ARE Brazilian and they shared that Brazil is absolutely NOT where this style of wax job originated.  Also, for those of us who haven't dared to "take it all off," as it were, we learned from a Brazilian herself that the grow-out phase of this grooming technique is extreeeeemely uncomfortable.  We then launched into a Brazilian debate:  is it worth it?  Considering the blood-curdling pain to have gigantic hair folicles ripped from paper-thin skin, followed by a month-long case of the itchies, we decided a landing strip may be the way to go.

After deciding on the next book, Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen, chosen by yours truly, we wrapped it up for the night.  Hope you enjoyed - or plan to enjoy - one of the books mentioned in today's blog!

Enjoy reading!

An Apology for Sunday

That is Sunday Garza, not the day of the week. 

It was brought to my attention a few months ago that I have not written minutes or a blog about any of the book club meetings that have been hosted by Sunday.  I found that to be a strange accusation, then realized it was true. 

What happened?  Am I jealous of Sunday?  Threatened by her cooking?  Her ability to read any length novel in only one night?  Her magnetic laughter, that attracts pretty people from near and far?  Her.... popularity?

I have no explanation and no excuse.  And - I'm embarassed to admit - no memory of the latest meeting that was held at Sunday's house.  Well, I suppose I do have a FEW memories.  There was a fabulous Southwest hominy soup, pitchers of margaritas, and some discussion about an upcoming class reunion for Liberty Hill grads.  I know it was a fun-filled evening because they always are, especially when they're at Sunday's house.  The details are just a little blurry....

As a refresher, the book was The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak.  It's Sunday's favorite book and I absolutely fell in love with it, too.  It was very different - members of the group either loved it or hated it.  I won't spoil it for those who haven't read it, but I do highly recommend reading this book! 

Thank you for hosting, Sunday.  And please accept my dearest public apology for flipping you the proverbial bird on all past parties hosted by you.  I love you!!