The Cross-Over Post

A phrase that have I learned from Glo over the past few years is "crossover". When there was a Supergirl/Flash "crossover" episode, it meant that Flash would be on Supergirl, and Supergirl would be on Flash...and we would all ugly cry as Grant Gustin sang "Running Home to You" (ugh, to IRIS of all people....)

Well this is my crossover post. I have two blogs at the moment--this one, and our book club blog. This is definitely a post that could go on the book club blog, but I'm not sure I'll ever put that blog into print, so here it is.

A couple of months ago, Rebecca chose "The Scarlet Letter" as our book of the moment. While reading it, I enjoyed the description of what Hester Prynne did to her scarlet A, a symbol of embarrassment. She embellished it into something beautiful and jealousy-inducing for all to see. Nathaniel Hawthorne spoke of the needlepoint work. I immediately thought of us having a needlepoint activity to go along with the book (we've been woefully lacking in the activities department lately for our books). Rebecca got online and found bookmarks for us to embroider.

Believe me, the connections of this activity were not lost on us. Creating bookmarks for book club about a book which revolved around embroidery/counted cross-stitch. And not only that, but she chose bookmarks which were designs of books themselves which we could use in future books we would read. I mean, c'mon, it's gonna be hard to top that!

Several of us got into it. I only know of three of us who actually completed and use our bookmarks, but I do believe several more at least started (John was the only one who didn't even feign to act like he would participate, but that's okay because Glo was excited to see his sitting undone and alone when she got home).

Ethan probably enjoyed it the most which is a very beautiful thing to see considering he isn't really the "creative" one of the Kennedy kids. Honestly, Cheese is so good about participating in anything that involves community so I shouldn't have been at all surprised. And what a good conversation topic when we were together or talking on the phone--how's your bookmark coming along, or where are you in the book, or what are your feelings about Hester Prynne.

I'm glad that book club could cross over into our regular lives and enrich them in an unexpected way. No ugly crying required ;-)

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