So we had our first ever book club meeting last night. The book we read, "Chasing Rainbows", was about a lady who just lost her dad and how her life unravels. It didn't take much to get me started. Group leader: "So what did everyone think about the closet scene?" Me: "My dad died!!" To my kind, understanding, sympathetic fellow book clubbers, thank you. And sorry. I hope membership doesn't dip too dramatically. But I totally get it if I'm the only one whose child isn't "sick" next month.