KissinBlueKaren

Let me start by telling you what I liked about this book. I liked that the author was really honest. She is not cool, or sexy, or skinny, or domesticated, or organized. She doesn’t gloss over her imperfections, she points them out and then we can laugh right along with her about how sad it is. She and her husband sound bitter and asshole-ish, but that is exactly how some people are. I loved that she came up with cute names for her kids, Gomer and Aldolpha. She is really witty. This book was really easy to read. The chapters are somewhat chronological. Each chapter tells a complete story and the bottom line is humor. The author covers so many things that I think some people will relate and appreciate what she is trying to say with the stories.

Personally, I hated so much about this book. First, the author has the audacity to complain about her life. She has it so bad, maybe you can relate, (I can not). In her first year of marriage she and her husband are forced to hire a lawn service and a housekeeper despite the fact that they both work from home. This is perhaps the worst case of lazy I have ever read. She pokes fun at stay at Mom’s that pride themselves on just being parent’s. Then she wants to play with them, all the while wondering how they get it all done (duh, they don’t work). She has a whole chapter on parents doing their kids homework, and another on room moms. It is unfair but there are assholes everywhere. I am not sure how they found their way into her neighborhood.

It is meant to be funny, but… I am just not on the same page as this chic. I don’t want to ever be so caught up in playgroups that trying to get into the Red group will cause me angst. I am not this book’s target audience despite the fact that I have 4 kids. I don’t care about how bad she wants a minivan or how she met her husband. I found most of this book annoying, right down to the garage sale details. (Why not just donate the shit?) I think the author is witty and there is is humor in this book of stories about her life, but it is not something I can or want to relate to.