At Wit's End
"America's irrepressible doyenne of domestic satire."
THE BOSTON GLOBE
Madcap, bittersweet humor in classic Erma Bombeck-style. You'll laugh until it hurts and love it! "Any mother with half a skull knows that when Daddy's little boy becomes Mommy's little boy, the kid is so wet, he's treading water. What do you mean you're a participle in the school play and you need a costume? Those rotten kids. If only they'd let me wake up in my own way. Why do they have to line up along my bed and stare at me like Moby Dick just washed up onto a beach somewhere?"
THE BOSTON GLOBE
Madcap, bittersweet humor in classic Erma Bombeck-style. You'll laugh until it hurts and love it! "Any mother with half a skull knows that when Daddy's little boy becomes Mommy's little boy, the kid is so wet, he's treading water. What do you mean you're a participle in the school play and you need a costume? Those rotten kids. If only they'd let me wake up in my own way. Why do they have to line up along my bed and stare at me like Moby Dick just washed up onto a beach somewhere?"
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Community Reviews
Bombeck's knows how to take the everyday mundane and make it witty and entertaining. She also has many truths in this small book of wit.
I especially enjoyed the final section on men's inability to come up with a Christmas gift until the final hour. I mean after all it's not like they didn't have 364 other days to remember it might be a nice gesture to give their S.O. a thoughtful gift, if you can wait until the last second before the store closes and get some random thing they might have mentioned in passing while talking about the weather, ha! Yeah, that's not exactly how she worded it, but I think I've lived through enough of those and I gave up on that when the one year my miserable louse told me the day of while he tore into the gift I gave him; "I thought we weren't exchanging gifts this year". I've saved a lot of grief, I don't expect anything from him, I'll just buy what I want, he always did. Some say it's pessimism, I'm being optimistic - I know he won't buy it therefore, be happy and get what I need instead of waiting for being disappointed, LOL!
Now back to the book, she knows how to make you remember the time when it was you saying those things but now you can laugh at them while remembering!
I especially enjoyed the final section on men's inability to come up with a Christmas gift until the final hour. I mean after all it's not like they didn't have 364 other days to remember it might be a nice gesture to give their S.O. a thoughtful gift, if you can wait until the last second before the store closes and get some random thing they might have mentioned in passing while talking about the weather, ha! Yeah, that's not exactly how she worded it, but I think I've lived through enough of those and I gave up on that when the one year my miserable louse told me the day of while he tore into the gift I gave him; "I thought we weren't exchanging gifts this year". I've saved a lot of grief, I don't expect anything from him, I'll just buy what I want, he always did. Some say it's pessimism, I'm being optimistic - I know he won't buy it therefore, be happy and get what I need instead of waiting for being disappointed, LOL!
Now back to the book, she knows how to make you remember the time when it was you saying those things but now you can laugh at them while remembering!
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