It is such a great release for me.
To spew out my emotions on a blank white page every week is so therapeutic.
I am not rich by any means but I have gotten so many amazing perks from products to test driving cars to conferences where I can see people I have talked to virtually for years, in person.
And the people.
These amazing peeps I can call friends.
This is the biggest perk of blogging.
I wish I could show you the love I feel from these women.
I do, I wish I could convey it better on a white screen than just saying, “they are amazeballs” or “they rock my world”.
Just doesn’t seem descriptive enough of the friendships I have formed over the past three years but particularly in the last year.I met Marianne back in December at a Coca Cola blogging event but I didn’t get to really talk to her until day two of the two-day event.
Which utterly sucked.
Because she was funny.
I would have sucked her into my vortex immediately upon meeting her.
Maybe she is lucky she met me on the second day.
I loved her instantly.
She is hilarious, self-deprecating (just like me) and down.to.earth.
Oh and dainty.
DAINTY.So after talking with her for all of 20 minutes, I learned that she is an author.
Like, she wrote a book.
And sells it.
So I couldn’t wait to get my hands on this book.But life happened and even though I remained in touch via Facebook, blog and Twitter, I still didn’t scoop up a copy of this book.
I even saw her in March at a girls night out and STILL didn’t think to ask to buy a book.
Or think to go on my computer and press the little button that says AMAZON and buy the damn thing.
Fast forward to May of this year.
Marianne, who not only authored a book, was starring in Chicago’s production of Listen To Your Mother.
So through Facebook banter, there began a discussion about pictures being taken of people reading Marianne’s book in unusual places.
And I decided that it would be hilarious if I was snapped reading her book while she was doing her reading on stage.
Umm, there was only one problem.
I didn’t own the book.
And I didn’t have Amazon Prime so I couldn’t get the book here fast enough before LTYM.
Because I am cheap.
75 bucks is a lot of money for me to shell out for free shipping over the course of a year.
Yet, I STILL buy chap stick in bulk just to put me over the edge so I get free shipping on each order.
I am pretty sure I spend 75 in two months just to get me to qualify for free shipping on each order.
This is one of many reasons why I will be eating ramen every single day when I am 80.
That is until my adorable and dainty…don’t forget dainty….friend Marianne sent me a copy last week.
She even autographed it!
She wrote, “You are the cheapest person I know. Buy the next book please.
So my kids don’t have to eat Beefaroni every night”.
But I totally want her to write that in her next book to me.
When it arrived, I read it that night.
And finished it in three days/nights.
I laughed out loud so hard and so much, my family didn’t know who I was.
Because I am not normally that happy.
During daylight hours.
I stole away several times in that 72 hour period to read this book.
I even have photographic evidence.
I had someone take pictures.
In the closet with a flashlight……
Lounging in my backyard.
Like I do every day of my life……
Then I realized, I don’t look like I am enjoying the book very much.
I laughed during every single chapter.
And that is saying a lot for me.
Back story, I don’t normally laugh out loud at things others laugh at.
It takes quite a bit for me to actually form laughter.
I am kind of a laugh snob.
When I write LOL or LMAO, chances are, I am not really laughing out loud or laughing my ass off.
This also goes for when I read a book.
There are very few pieces of literature that have made me laugh out loud over the years.
Janet Evanovich’s early Stephanie Plum novels come to mind.
Think books 1-8.
The movie based on book one suuuuucked by the way.
And Katherine Heigl as Stephanie??
ARE YOU HIGH????
But this book, oh my baby in a buggy, this book.
Made me roar from start to finish.
A few things:
The park scene where she was yelling at Joey (give my favorite a hug) about peeing in the grass?
I will just say it.
I peed my pants.
OKAY a lot.
I peed a lot.
Joe’s quest for the perfect potato chip is not lost on me.
Those folded over Lay’s chips are my crack.
And I have a chip company that I want to talk to you about the next time I see you, by the way.
Best chip you will ever eat.
My Ohio contingent are nodding their heads now.
Order the plain and the salt and vinegar.
Joe will never eat a Lay’s chip again.
And I am guilty of “discount disease” as well.
These pants I am wearing?
$3.99 at Goodwill with the 50% off Sunday discount.
So thank you, dear friend for making my children see what a happy mommy looks like when the sun is out.
I love this book so much.
Go out and buy it.
What are you waiting for?
Don’t you want to be happy??
You can buy Marianne’s book here.
I have a friend with a book on Amazon.
I can’t say it enough.
I have two other friends who have authored books as well!
Look at me, the bottom feeder mingling with the up and comers!
My friend Heather….who is coming to Chicago in two weeks…holla…recently wrote this book.
And I was gonna be a part of it.
But I didn’t know how to compress a video.
You don’t need to see my double chin up close and personal.
You can buy Heather’s book here.
Kindle only, as far as I can see.
And my dear friend and blog big sis has authored a cool book about traveling Chicagoland with teens and tweens.
She is the person who knows where the best burger is, the best everything is.
So take it from me, you need this book.
Even if you don’t live in Chicago.
Because you know you want to come visit.
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