So the beginning was interesting, and the end had great twists, but the middle-blah. It was about 500 pages, but if it had been 300, you could have told the same story without it dragging in the middle so much. Yikes, I can’t believe I just said that about a Jane Austen. I love her stuff, but it wasn’t her best. Maybe that was the problem. I always have such high expectations for Jane Austen books. I set myself up to be disappointed. Bummer-but exciting that I can move onto my book club book: The Faith Club.
I hope everyone had a great Labor Day weekend. Ours was awesome. We went to Swiss Days, went boating/4-wheeling, worked on random projects around the house, and watched football (Of course). Epic fail, no pictures. My bad. I saw Eat Pray Love with Andrea, and Landon did some homework. It was grand.