Maggie remembers how many years we've been in existence, but I don't. There are at this point six members present and one reading along in Massachusetts, and we gather on the third Thursday of the month at one another's homes to discuss the book we selected the month before. It's a terrific thing for those of us who tend to read the same types of books all the time. We expand our horizons (kind of like making a quilt block out of orange fabric because a friend needs one).
Tonight we're discussing The Secret Life of Bees, one of my all-time favorite books. We generally try to avoid books that are political or religious, but we'll be fine with this one.
I've got the picture of the Black Madonna to put on the door. Last night I made a 7-up cake (remember how May talked about being kissed after baking one?) to serve, and this afternoon I'm going to make some honey cookies. And of course there will be tiny portions of Coke with salted peanuts to augment our regular "red or white?"
I'm so ready.