Once upon a glass or twelve of wine, Jacquie and Beth and Ellie got to talking. We decided that we were all enormously smart and clever and hilarious, and that it would be a crime not to share our unique talents with the world. We decided to start a blog together.
We needed a name, so Jacquie asked Beth: “What should we call a blog about meand you and Ellie?” And the rest, as they say, is history. We are having a blast writing this thing, and if there was any trepidation that we were only smart and clever and hilarious that night because of all the wine, our words here thus far have succinctly affirmed our mutual self-admiration.
What are you reading?
Ellie - Middlemarch, George Eliot. Finally
Jacquie - The Nightingale, Kristen Hannah
Beth - Perfection: A Memoir of Betrayal and Renewal by Julie Metz
3 comments:
Happy Birthday Mr. President's Day to you too, Bef! Can you imagine the other Jackie watching that display? I would have opened up a can of whoop ass.
xoxoxo
Jacquie
No one can open up a can of whoop ass like you can, Jacquie.
xoxEllie
I know! Crazy, really.
And also, can you imagine a current president getting a cake like that these days? Completely over the top. Obama would be crucified for that!
Times change, that's for sure.
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