So I went out tonight for a book club. I only got about a 1/4 of the way through the book (I started it this morning, when I found out the club was tonight) and I think I really had a good time. I say this because although I enjoyed the conversation and liked everyone there- I feel uneasy. Something about being “out” has left me feeling undone. I’m not sure what it is. I expected to come away feeling like a better Mommy or Wife for having gone out- as I usually do- so I don’t know what’s up. It’s weird. And no, it’s not that I forgot to start the washer before we left so I have to creep down at 2 am to get a clean bottle for Bubby. It’s something deeper. Who knows.
The next book we’re going to read is The Willoughbys by Lois Lowry. Although I was told that it is called “Willow Bee” I’m pretty sure that if we back the grapevine up it’ll turn out to be The Willoughby’s…a children’s book by the same author as The Giver, a book I actually enjoyed. Tonight was Farenheight 451, which was a really good “discussion” book. The highlight of the evening was when we discussed whether or not we would lowjack our kids. Good times.
Tags: Books
LOVING the nighttime diapers. Thanks for the tip.
I’m glad! Even if they afford an hour more sleep than usual, it’s worth it!
Remind me that we need to have a long talk about this posting ok, Love you