Ginger DeWeese and Nell share a private joke—————–
My book club met tonight, and in honor of the arrival of Spring, our host Nell Slaughter, opened up the doors to her sunroom and we reveled in the fresh air while watching deer gallop through the back 40. It was the perfect ending to a perfect day of 70 degree temps. Oh please, let winter go.
That often happens among friends who only get to visit once a month and it takes an hour to catch up, and another hour to cover the latest news. The Book might get a nod – IF it’s good. This one wasn’t.
None of us ever miss book club, to ensure we won’t be lumped into the gossip/news segment. Sometimes The Book is insignificant.
Tonight we talked about everything but the book which we all agreed was a bit “tedious.” Carolyn Katz (at right) snuck away to the corner to watch her granddaughter coach college basketball on television.
As we chatted and dined on Nell’s wonderful spread, we decided it was time for a road trip.
Next month, we are going to dump the book altogether and travel to Tuscaloosa to the Westervelt-Warner Museum of American Art. We may even.. gulp, spend the night. We’re going to rent a limo to get us there and back. (Hey, if seniors in high school can do it, bonafide seniors can do it too!)
Mr. Warner is a friend of Olivia’s, so I’m in hopes she can steer us in the right direction.
Our club has been in existence for almost 40 years, although I’m a fairly recent convert. We are a very eclectic collection of women – all with different interests and political views, but somehow on the second Monday each month we come together in perfect harmony.