Last night I attended the monthly meeting of my book club. The woman who hosted the meeting is one of my favorite members and this was the first time that I had been to her home. It was, I'm not even kidding, the most lovely home that I have ever been to in my entire life.
Her kitchen was like something out of House Beautiful. She made a full Mexican meal for us, a meal featuring beef and chicken fajitas, Mexican rice, chips, salsa and jalapeno poppers, all while we sipped margaritas at her bar; it was like watching a cooking show on The Food Network, I'm not even kidding. A cooking show featuring the most amazingly beautiful host in all of TV Land (she is GORGEOUS. Not that I'm jealous. Ooookay).
(As an aside: not a fan of the jalapeno poppers. Oh, sure, they are delicious going down but, twelve hours later, I am still burping jalapeno flavor. Not pleasant. And, I digress. Shocker)
Anyway, after watching our hostess prepare our fabulous meal (have I mentioned that she is gorgeous, by the way? She is. Of course she is), we retired to the patio to eat under the umbrella at her wrought-iron patio set while enjoying the strains of Mexican music coming from the outdoor speakers. The sound of the waterfall, gently pouring into the koi pond in the center of the yard provided additional ambiance as well as being visually stunning (I did mention that this is the most amazingly gorgeous house that I have ever been in, right? Yes, well, the yard is the most amazingly beautiful yard that I have ever seen in my life as well. Somehow, I'm not surprised).
After dinner, our hostess's (absolutely adorable) husband built a fire for us in their backyard fireplace. The fireplace is situated under a wooden pergola which is furnished with wicker and bamboo lounging chairs, teak wood tables and has a flat screen TV on which we had planned to watch a movie but, sadly, a storm rolled in and we were forced to watch it from the comfort of her leather couches in her home theater. Such an unfortunate turn of events although, our hostess did invite us all back for another go at outdoor movie night later in the summer once the monsoon rains have moved out. I can live with that.
The movie (Sideways) was a favorite of one of the other club members and, while I didn't find it particularly entertaining, I can say, without hesitation, that I had a great time last night and; I'm not jealous at all. Envious as hell, yes but, not jealous. Also, I really, really like my new friends from the book club and am so glad that I have been included in the group.
And I'm not just saying that because I want to spend an evening under a wooden pergola, sipping wine and watching movies on a television under the stars.
Although, I totally do.