Tonight six or seven or maybe eight of us will sit around living room chairs at Mary’s house to discuss our latest Book Club selection.
You want to know the exciting name of our selection?
Which yours truly did not read.
Sue is enthusiastically pushing the classics on us lately. I’ve enjoyed some of the classics over the years, although some of them are challenging to read. Ahhhh, Anna Karenina! Ahhhh, Little Women! Ahhhh, ummm, I cannot remember the title of another classic this early in the morning when work beckons.
What do I recall about Gulliver’s Travels, which was read years upon years ago?
Wasn’t Gulliver the fellow who slept on a beach and tied up by little bitty folk with wee ropes? I remember a fascinating picture from a childhood book. Except, I mistakenly thought Gulliver was a giant and the wee folk were normal size.
It’s supposed to be a political satire written by Jonathon Swift. I wonder if I could make up a book review by tonight, even though it’s probably been twenty years since reading the tale?
Can you imagine the raised eyebrows of good book club readers who faithfully perused the pages when they hear the make-believe assessment? We would discern who truly read the assignment, would we not? They might say, “Did we read the same book, Kathy?” or they might think, “Boy, what an interesting book review!” or –more likely–“That Kathy is a weird one!”
Truly, we hardly talk about the book selection at all at Book Club. The main focus is our potluck. We talk about food, people, what we’re doing this summer. I shall introduce Cheri, a neighbor on our road, who agreed to attend.
She asked if she had to bring healthy food to the potluck.
I reassured her that the other book club members would probably adore her if she brought something decadent.
I am making green bean casserole from rattlesnake beans grown in our garden. Sounds decadent to me! The cream of mushroom soup is not the fat-free variety. Barry is buying those crispy onion rings in town. Will slice the green beans in french-cut style, don’t you think?, and maybe toss in cheese because it’s a potluck.
It’s almost time to go to work at the school. People sometimes wonder what I do at the school in the summer. They think children must be present.
Wrong, wrong, wrong! Your blogger/Business Manager is extremely busy during summer months at her part-time job. One must prepare all records for the auditor. One must submit a thousand reports, each more exciting than Gulliver’s Travels!
This summer my office of the last twenty-some years is getting remodeled. New drywall, paint, furniture.
My desk was moved into the library. I anticipated a nice relaxed work-summer tucked among books. So much for imagination! It’s been a hectic summer of drywall dust and screaming saws, broken copy machines and a fax-printer hidden down two flights of stairs.
I suppose I could have picked up Gulliver’s Travels and read between forms and audits, but, gosh darn, there has been no extra minutes to breathe at work before my three to four-hour shift ends.
Yesterday they delivered the new copier. Do you think you get a nice printed manual with your copier? Heck no. You have to upload a disc unto your computer to learn about error messages and function codes.
The nice copy-installer patiently explained. I must now teach the teachers how to copy.
The new copier copies two sides simultaneously, front to back!
Just like a book.
Just like Gulliver’s Travels.
Thank you for traveling through this blog this morning. I shall untie your reading ropes and let you go free into your day now. 🙂
P.S. What books do you readers recommend that our book club might read next? Thank you kindly. (We will tell Sue it’s time to break from the classics. Otherwise we will tie her up until she relents.)