My book club took its second annual weekend trip to St George early in Feb. Last year I was very sick and couldn't go, so this was my first time. Thirteen of us drove down and stayed in the beautiful, huge, golf-course home belonging to the in-laws of our founding member, Rachel. We are a diverse, but very supportive and fun-loving group. I, personally, have a hard time relaxing and 'letting my hair down', so to speak and was, consequently, a bit nervous about the program of events planned. These were largely comprised of spa treatments, movies, and gab sessions interspersed with eating and exercise in the form of walking, jogging, and golf, outside, and hilarious dancing inside. I was able to successfully manage a pedicure, lots of laughing, the preparation of 13 grapefruits at breakfast, a screening of 'Strictly Ballroom'-thanks, Polly, for the DVD, and a surprising imitation of MC Hammer dancing. (Sorry, there are no photos or videos of this-we all agreed that what happened in St George would stay there.)

Unfortunately, our trip conflicted with the annual Robert Burns Supper at BYU. As much as I love and enjoy my book club friends and value their friendship, I could not stay in St George and miss spending an evening with my husband and many other fine gentlemen dressed in kilts! I left St George a day early and joined Kevin, Coral, Lance, Jack, and Cindy-as well as Kevin's parents- for Burns night. The dinner was great, but it seemed like less Robert Burns poetry was

read than in years past-sad.