Hostess with the Mostess!

Is that how you write that?   For all of you who don't like to comment, just send me an e-mail so I can fix it and look a little less neanderthalesque.

Tomorrow I am hosting for my book club's meeting.  Generally, I am one to stress about these things.  However, I'm not putting the pressure on myself to be perfect.  I think we will have nachos and cupcakes.  A little salty, a little sweet.  (I find out tonight if I can go back to sugar.)  And some wine, that I will not be consuming. (I'm driving to the ecological centre of the province immediately after.  Please note, I am not with child.) 

The living room is clean, the kitchen will be without a problem.  No worries.

Except that my house isn't really designed for a fight.

You know how women are.  Someone says something and then someone is offended and then there is tension and then things just aren't fun anymore?  That's the gist of the situation. 

Thank goodness my post book-club plans are good.  If it's bad, I'll pack my back, throw them the keys and leave!