Motherwise Cracks

This post comes with a warning. Usually my posts are all G rated. I am taking a slight departure from my clean and wholesome self, and stepping out to share news about my new book club. I don’t think Oprah will be joining anytime soon, and we definitely cannot hold any meetings at a library.

The Steaming Cups Book Club will have its first meeting in July. If you’d like to read the invite to the inaugural meeting, click this, but I am warning you that this isn’ t “I Love Lucy” material, but it’s not ”Straight Outta Compton” either so don’t be too scared. But it makes me laugh. Pretty hard. Every time I see it.

I can’t wait to review my literary selection, which is a REAL book, by the way.

Go ahead, Google it – Happy Kitty Bunny Pony by Charles S. Anderson and text by Michael J. Nelson.

I hope my friend has a bathroom nearby as I think the ladies may need to use the powder room to “freshen up” after they hear some of the excerpts from this saccharine mouthful of super cute. It’s what I like to call “joyfully sarcastic”. I like that term because the other day, my former boss told me that’s what I am.

If this book club thing takes off, I am thinking of making T shirts with our logo, which will be (as soon as I make it) a bra with steam coming from it. If this club is a big hit, I may have to open chapters in other cities. At 3:55 AM, when you’re up because your son didn’t get home until late and you were worried, anything seems possible, even a book club based on sheer stupidity, birthed from the need to unload truckloads of frustration that comes from dealing with people, lovely as they are on the whole, but who have a tendency to be complainers (spelled with a “b”,  if you get my drift).

I even made a new post category for the Steaming Cups Book Club – now that is how much I can’t wait for our first meeting.  I do realize that I am looking forward to it because of the mandatory two glasses of wine required before the in depth discussion of the meeting’s featured work of literary art.

I hope you, sweet reader, aren’t offended by my Steaming Cups Book Club. And if you are, please refer to the header of the attached invitation.

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“Horses were an integral part in the taming of the American west. Whether it was drawing wagons across the Great Plains or helping to transport mail for the pony express – horses did it all. Not that they ever got paid for it. (They made several attempts to unionize, but never got things off the ground. Their lack of opposable thumbs made it difficult to sign the proper forms.) ”  ~ Happy Kitty Bunny Pony, page 84-85