Sunday Salon

I'm sleeping in a bit today after a long day yesterday; we went down to visit some friends on Cape Cod and spent the day eating and talking and generally having a good time. Our hosts, John and Kristen, have a beautiful home and we had a great time with them and some other friends too. There was a book sale at the local library and John and Kristen had the really nice idea of buying books for everyone as party favors- I was lucky enough to snag Summer Lightning, by P.G. Wodehouse, and my husband took home a volume of Moliere's plays. Not bad! If you've never read Wodehouse I highly recommend his light but artful English country-house humor.

Also in the reading pile-

• American Shaolin, a memoir by Matthew Polly about his stay in China learning kungfu at the legendary Shaolin temple,
• Pravda, Booker-nominated fiction by Edward Docx- a nice switch back to serious fiction after the lighter stuff I've been reading lately, and
• Such a Pretty Fat, Jen Lancaster's new memoir.

Jen did a reading in Boston last week, and I tried to go but fate got in my way. She was scheduled to appear at Borders in Boston but there are two Borders there and I went to the wrong one; by the time I got to the correct Borders it was just about go time and there were so many people there I couldn't even get close enough to see her. When I write my own memoirs I'll title my chapter about that night Such a Disappointed Marie.

Between that and missing David Sedaris when he came to town I'm beginning to think I'm jinxed.

I don't know what's in store for today besides being very, very lazy. We'll see!