Shake 'n Book

Last night our little book club met at Steak 'n Shake's in Katy. This was my first time at a Steak 'n Shake and I chose the shake over the steak - the Butterfinger Shake to be specific. It was de-lish! We had a great time over milkshakes and books and I bet we are the first book club to ever meet at a Steak 'n Shake. That's just how we roll.

This month we read The Scent of Rain and Lightening by Nancy Pickard.

It surprised us all by how much we enjoyed it! This is our first mystery as a group and it had all of us stumped until the very end! I felt like I was trying to play Clue - you know, Colonel Mustard with the wrench in The Library? But in a small town in Kansas so it was more like Grocer Billy with the lasso in The Piggly Wiggly. I loved Clue growing up. Sigh.

Next month we are reading Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand which will be our first non-fiction book.

I know, we're just living life on the edge right? First a mystery, then Steak 'n Shake and now non-fiction.

This is what I would have had to say about last night disregarding books:

Abby has the cutest Kindle cover. And get this, she made it. By hand. These kind of things amaze me. Abby, post a pic if you haven't already. And patent it. Before I learn to thread a needle.

Liz is the most adorable pregnant person ever. Little Matthew is being carried well.

Lynn has the cutest side braids. And discovers great words like 'higherest' (extreme adj., def. higher than high). I love it!

Ashley is the only one of us who doesn't have a blog? C'mon Ashley, everyone in book club's doing it! Now, that's some serious peer pressure.

And finally, I will be revisiting Steak 'n Shake and let me just say that is has nothing to do with books or milkshakes. I'm talking about eating. A burger and Fries. Despite the fact that my tummy was aching from a giant milkshake, those Fries were calling my name! As I believe in God's perfect sovereignty, I know it just wasn't our time. Until then Fries, until then. Tear.

Post-mortem?

Although this is my longest absence from the blogosphere to date, I just wanted to let everyone know that I am still alive. But surely you know that. Surely, one of my friends would think to have contacted Joey in pure blogger etiquette to put up a post in memoriam - upon which, this blog would become instantaneously famous if my story were tragic enough. What is it about us that we are drawn to such tragedy and violence - shows like CSI and Bones and Law & Order and Criminal Minds and Project Runway?

But alas for you, there will be none of this tragic violence on this blog. At least not for now. I am still alive and kicking - just not blogging much.

In all honesty, I've just needed to be quiet for a while. Unwrap from myself a bit. Do you ever get that way?

I've taken up quiet things like yoga and gardening. And it's taking me places, let me tell you. I torture plants to their deaths with amazing agility and nimbleness.

Anyway, I need to get back to it - blogging, that is (not ninja plant homicide). It's my therapy. People ask bloggers why they blog. Maybe it's to keep up with family, friends, or memories? Because you have a hobby you want to share? We all have our reasons, our therapy. I think I keep this blog in order to make myself laugh or think - and in that rare moment, a combination of the two. It's an amusement, but it's also an exercise. And plus, I'll have a hobby to fall back on if yogardening doesn't work out.

Here's your laugh for the day at my expense:

What I discovered after being at work for almost an hour and only after a co-worker discreetly pointed it out to me. (thank you, Christy)

True love looks at his I-Phone while standing in your closet to find the shoe that matches the picture and then brings said shoe to work for you to save you from further embarassment.

- Anonymous