
So I just want you all to know that I should be showering right now because we leave for swimming lessons in like 45 minutes, breakfast is all over the counter, and I smell funky but I could not WAIT to post after reading everyone else's post.
I have a proposal to make: A READING NIGHT! I don't know how many of you have "Breaking Dawn" on hold or are planning on buying it, but Becca and I at least can't wait for Saturday. So I was wondering if you all want to come over to my house Saturday night after your kiddos (or hubby, Missy ;) ) goes to bed. We could read our books together and listen to Becca make funny noises while she reads.
So come on over! My house, 8:00 PM or later. Bring a book of your choice (it really doesn't have to be Breaking Dawn), a treat if you want to, and wear your jammies, and we can all read together. Call me if you have questions. And pass the word around to members you see who have yet to get on the blogging bandwagon.
From The New Yorker: At the age of thirty-one, Gilbert moved with her husband to the suburbs of New York and began trying to get pregnant, only to realize that she wanted neither a child nor a husband. Three years later, after a protracted divorce, she embarked on a yearlong trip of recovery, with three main stops: Rome, for pleasure (mostly gustatory, with a special emphasis on gelato); an ashram outside of Mumbai, for spiritual searching; and Bali, for "balancing." These destinations are all on the beaten track, but Gilbert's exuberance and her self-deprecating humor enliven the proceedings: recalling the first time she attempted to speak directly to God, she says, "It was all I could do to stop myself from saying, 'I've always been a big fan of your work.'" 

