Day 51: Join a book club

When Cassandra and I were much younger, after a long day sitting in  education classes at University of South Alabama, we would sometimes drive downtown and dance the night away in clubs. It would not be unheard of for us to stay out until 3:AM on a Thursday night (and still go to class the next morning!). We knew anything was possible when we walked into a club with our teased hair and sunflower dresses. This is years before  children, husbands,  mortgages,  careers, and sleep  established their demands. This is before life had yet to happen to either of us.
So last night when we met for a book club at the public library there was no shortage of giggling. We couldn't help to laugh at ourselves and how our "clubbing" had become "book clubbing." We even did a mock dance in the bathroom while I sang the few words I could recall from "Come on ride the train." We joined in a wonderful and intellectual discussion of a book about a town in 17th century England that quarantined itself after an outbreak of the plague.The book explores the different reactions of the townspeople in the face of death, fear, and tragedy.
Its been over 15 years since those wild, reckless, carefree college days. Life has been more than good to both of us. We have been blessed with beautiful families, homes, satisfying careers and a long lasting friendship. We may not be climbing on top of speakers after midnight anymore to dance to Ace of Base, but we are still having a great time clubbing together.