Wicked Book Club

Last night I went to the second meeting of my Book Club and I have to say, I love it. I’ve never been in a book club before but I read all of the time. Mostly when I read something I want to talk about I pester Jorma until he reads it, or just whine because he is finding some Second Edition Statistical Distributions book more interesting than my Oprah Book Club book. The nerve.

Our last read was Wicked. I’ve read it before, but I couldn’t get through the sequel, Son of a Witch, because I could barely remember the details from the first book. Now that I’ve read it again I can go on to the sequel. Yay!
It’s great fun to talk with someone that just has just finished the same book, and to add to the evening, it’s child free. Last night we had it in the cozy little coffee house around the corner. I love this coffee house because it has a little living room seating area, great desserts and a quiet atmosphere. Perfect for book chat.
I was able to appreciate it all the more, because we had a meeting in the same coffee house one morning when everyone at the mom’s club brought their kids. I sat in my chair, looked around and saw all of the same things that were there that day. The highchairs that Connor was obsessed with climbing to the top of. The chalk board where he played happily until an older child came and took his chalk away causing a screaming fit. The bathroom where someone kept leaving the door open, causing him to go racing into it so he could play in the toilet water. The din of all of the other children doing the same thing.
Last night was quiet, relaxing and even stimulating. I’m reminded how much I miss talking to other adults. How much I miss using my brain for something other than, trying to figure a way to organize the bathroom counter so that nothing on it can be touched by someone under, say, 3 feet tall. The only thing that would have made it funner was sneaking into the bathroom and pouring Vodka from the hairspray bottles we had hidden in our purse into our coffee. But there was none of that. I guess because it’s a book club meeting and not a Sadie Hawkins dance. But I enjoyed it all the same.