Caitlin Moran’s How To Be A Woman showed up in my mailbox today after a long trip from England.
So far, I’m really liking it. It’s a mind stretch in places, in the best of ways. I spent the evening on the porch basking in the evening sun with a glass (or two) or wine and making notes in the margin of the book. (I haven’t made notes in the margin of a book since I was at Bates.)
Although Sprocket was good company to discuss feminist ideas:
he’s just not much of a match for wonderfully smart women. I’m really looking forward to book club next month. (P.S. Missoula girls! You better be up for something or I’m going to Seattle!)
Now, back to my book.