Friday, January 18, 2013

What a Frumpy Hausfrau Wears to Book Club

St Johns Bay sweater - JCP
Sonoma white shirt - thrifted
Merona black jeans - Target
Orange scarf - NY Fashion Exchange
Lizflex shoes - thrifted

Last night was Book Club meeting - our first for the year and a make-up meeting since we had to skip December (our hostess had to go pick up her son from the airport that night). Our hostess, T, served some tasty cheeses, merengues, deviled eggs and the most amazing baby pickled beets. We read two short stories by Truman Capote - A Christmas Memory and The Thanksgiving Visitor. Some of the ladies read a few of his other works, as well. We all decided that he was a somewhat odd character, but those two stories were quite good.

Our book club has established a Christmas tradition: we have a Book Exchange "Ruthless Dirty Santa Game" - which T renamed "Ruthless New Year's Yeti Game" since we delayed until January. Each lady brings a wrapped book (a Really Great Read! favorite book) and...well, I'll let T's email speak for itself:

Pick a book to bring as a wrapped gift.  Used, new, whatever.  BUT!  It must be OneHeckOfARead, and one of your favorites.  Not a thoughtless cast-off.

Wrapped book shall remain wrapped all evening, until the end of Ruthless New Year's Yeti Game.  We don't unwrap at the first round of cards.  That's too easy, dainty, nice, and polite.  The elements of anticipation and surprise are what it's all about!  (That, and stealing.)

Wrapped book may be wrapped in really, really fancy wrap, as to 1) pique WBC members' interest, or 2) give literary clue as to what the title is.   

Card rounds will be called (2-3), and you WBC members should be conniving, ruthless, and stealth in your stealing and hiding of said gifts.  Gifts may be hidden in your immediate seating area.  (? Wear a fluffy poncho?)  Stealing a gift requires the precise physical description of said gift.  (E.g., "Margaret, I would like the red-flocked gift topped with a white damask bow", or "Sharon, that pinecone-covered gift you just tucked under your ankles?  It's mine.") The card rounds will be swift.  (It hones our middle-aged (gasp!) thought processes.)   

At the end of the game, one gift per WBC member, and those of you who have acquired a library of sorts, shall unwrap ONE and put the others into "the pile".  WBC members with no gift at the end (SEE?!  This is why you are ruthless!) will choose from "the pile", and enjoy the  OneHeckOfARead you have picked.  It's a win-win.  (But the memory/ruthless competition is oh, so perfect!)  If this sounds atrocious?  You should experience our Big Family Christmas in Oklahoma.  We are barracudas.  But you, too, can be a Wabaunsee Book Club New Year's Barracuda.

Oh, let me tell you, we had SO much fun! And I really, really needed that! My Book Club friends are simply amazing women and I adore each one of them. We laughed, stole gifts, forgot who had what gift, and tried to hide our stashes from everyone else. I laughed so hard my sides hurt! (Of course, the full glass of wine I'd consumed had nothing to do with that. T's wine glasses hold at least twice what my own glasses hold. So I'll admit I felt a bit fuzzy.) The books were all wrapped so imaginatively - one wrapped in a map with a little toy bicycle instead of a bow (I forget the book title, but it was about biking across the Sahara or somewhere exotic like that), a square red tin with a clear lid filled with candy and a set of Erma Bombeck titles, a book of NPR interviews wrapped in a Presidential scarf (on which Barak Obama's name is not - pointed out by the person who gave the scarf as a Christmas gift to the Book Clubber who was re-gifting the scarf), a shiny blue wrapped book tied to a small round hatbox (the contents of which I cannot recall), a book wrapped in floral paper tied with twine and holding a bookmark (this one remained hidden with the first person who snatched it, because none of us could remember who had it!), and my contribution, The Persian Pickle Club by Sandra Dallas, wrapped in a 9 patch quilt block that I sewed together that afternoon. I ended up getting the book of NPR interviews wrapped in the scarf. How appropriate - I love scarves! And I know the perfect occasion to wear this scarf: at a Presidents of the United States of America concert, if Some Postman and I ever get to attend one again.

It was such a fabulous evening. I do love Book Club!

About the outfit....the jeans are one of my favorites, and I love how the orange scarf brightens up the otherwise dull outfit. But that sweater, and that shirt - well, I wanted to give the sweater a shot, since I hadn't worn it at all in over a year. I'm still on the fence about it. It bunches up in the back, which bugs me. But the shirt is definitely going away. It just doesn't fit well. I even tried the trick of buttoning only the top and bottom buttons, which is a tip I learned from Allison of Wardrobe Oxygen. Nothing helped that stupid shirt stay in place. So into the thrift store bound sack it goes!

1 comment:

Grammy Goodwill said...

I really like your orange scarf. Book Club sounded like lots of fun.