No secret: I love my books–and my book clubs. Since I’m boring and have basically no other hobbies whatsoever, I’m lame enough to be part of several book clubs. But I love them. Don’t be fooled. On a good night, total discussion of book amounts to about 10 scattered seconds with everyone shouting in different directions. The rest of the evening is a lot of laughter, wine, and girl time. Tonight is my night to host our neighborhood book club (my pick: The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes by Diane Chamberlain–amazing discussion fodder–if we ever around to actually discussing the book…). Experiencing appropriate mix of excitement and panic over whether anyone else will have liked the book and if I will have stocked enough beverage for the evening, but as long as no one steers me into a conversation of how much I disliked Fifty Shades of Grey (ack! There, I officially said it. Still adore E L James, though, so refusing to sign her off and looking forward to any forthcoming work…), we should be good to go. Bottom line, if you’re not part of one, kick up your heels and join up–it’s a good time ;).
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Meredith blogs at The Mom of the Year, where she dedicatedly earns her title one epic parenting fail at a time, offering quick, relatable laughs for fellow parents and all their empathizers. She has been part of several best-selling anthologies, featured on prominent sites such as Huffington Post, In the Powder Room and BlogHer, and loves her role as the Executive VP/Operations Manager of The BlogU Conference. When she's not breaking up fights over Legos and juice boxes, she remains fully committed to sharing a less serious look at the world of parenting.