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My husband and I went out to dinner with a group of friends, and we were treated to truly atrocious service. You can read my review on TripAdvisor here.
I attended my writing workshop, which always involves good conversation and good food. I also got my hands on the Fall issue of Newtown Literary, which you should go check out.
My husband and I hosted out book club, which mostly went very well... except for when our coat rack unsuccessfully tried to assassinate my husband.
Oh, also, a public service announcement: apparently wasabi-flavored rice crackers have spy sauce in them, which means they have wheat in them, which means they are not gluten-free (which, in my opinion, defeats the purpose of rice crackers). So my heartfelt apologies to the non-wheat-eaters in my book club, and fair warning to the rest of you.
I finished my last book club book, A Talent for War, and got a good chunk of the next one started. I've also been picking away at my free Amazon Prime rental, plus another book I keep on the nightstand to read before I go to sleep.
When my kindle battery died, I started re-reading Dave Cullen's Columbine, which I had bumped to the top of my to-be-read pile after what happened in Sandy Hook last month. Yes, that's a lot of books to juggle; no, I don't much care.
Despite a vague feeling of melancholy over the weekend, I managed not to over-think it. If there's a real problem, it'll make itself known; no sense creating problems where they don't exist. I did have an interesting revelation, but I'll be writing about that another day.