I don’t know where I have been the last few years, I guess under a rock, but I had never heard of The Bloggess, Jenny Lawson, before until her audiobook turned up on my front porch about a month ago. I read the description, thought it sounded interesting, and added it to my pile of To Be Listened to Eventually audiobooks. Then, reviews of the book and audiobook started turning up in my feed reader. And the audiobook inched its way up the pile. Then all of a sudden, it was at the top.
Holey Moley Stromboli; am I glad it made it to the top of that pile so quickly because Jenny Lawson may be the funniest thing since jeggings.
Uh huh. That’s right.
Jenny takes all the mortifying, curl up and die, ‘Let’s Pretend this NEVER HAPPENED’ moments of your childhood and mine and turns it up to 11. Because oh my goodness, this chick had a crazy insane childhood. And lucky for her, she has realized these moments are the moments that have defined Who She Is and hey, that crazy insane chick is pretty awesome! If slightly woo-hoo in the noggin and gosh, you just gotta love her for it.
And let me tell you right now. If you are considering “reading” this book, GET THE AUDIO. Because Jenny reads it and I just can’t imagine how it could even possibly be close to as good reading it in print. For example:
* SHE SINGS THE CHAPTER TITLES. (Examples of chapter titles: ” Stanley the Magical, Talking Squirrel”, “A Series of Angry Post-It Notes to My Husband”, “My Vagina Is Fine. Thanks for Asking”, and “And Then I Snuck a Dead Cuban Alligator on an Airplane”.)
* SHE GOES OFF SCRIPT. (There is a whole secret chapter at the end of Jenny just going off the cuff that is rollinthefloorlaughyourassoff.)
* IT IS HILAAAARIOUS. It’s like having an extended gossip session with your best friend.
Of course, I hear the book contains pictures, but a folk, Jenny DESCRIBES the pictures in the audio and, yeah, I gotta say it again. It’s hilarious. I’ve never had so much fun listening to an audiobook. I’m sure lots of my fellow commuters saw me laughing and thought I WAS the insane one, which I probably am because scarily enough, I found more in common with Jenny than not and wow, it really made me feel like everything was going to be just peachy, if we pretend it never happened.
If those chapter titles didn’t convince you, here are a few quotes to spice it up a bit:
“P.P.P.P.S. Also, if you try to make a shrimp boil, but the bag of spices bursts, and so you just toss it in along with whatever spices you can find in the pantry–you can make homemade pepper spray. Unintentionally.
And everyone at your dinner party will run outside for the next hour, coughing and tearing up as if they’ve been maced, because technically they kind of have been, because mace was one of the spices I found in the panty. I blame whoever makes spice out of mace, and I remind my gasping dinner guests that even if I did mace them, I did it in an old fashioned, homemade, Martha Stewart sort of way. With love.”
“I am the Wizard of Oz of housewives (in that I am both “Great and Terrible” and because I sometimes hide behind the curtains”
“No really. What exactly did you do today, Jenny? Quantify it for me.”
“It’s not quantifiable. There aren’t even metrics for the shit I do.”
“I can finally see that all the terrible parts of my life, the embarrassing parts, the incidents I wanted to pretend never happened, and the things that make me “weird” and “different,” were actually the most important parts of my life. They were the parts that made me ME.”
Oh my goodness, I could keep going, but I want you to read the book, nay, listen to the book, so I’m going to stop. Trust me. This book is teh awesome.
Also warning, Jenny has a bit of a potty mouth. And is now in my feed reader.