This week we read Fifty Shades of Grey by E. L. James, and it gets hot- and by “hot” I mean slow, boring, and a near carbon copy of Stephenie Meyer’s painful style of writing.
- Gretchen has a backyard butterfly blast for us
- Ben realizes that being single sucks when you need a ride to knee surgery
- Glen has built a reading nook in his house
Go read it yourself: