Wednesday, April 3, 2013

2013 03-21 Let's Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson

Let’s Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson Hosted by Cheryl Fee in Her Home 3/21/2013

A mostly true Memior, sorta. Jenny holds nothing back and tells about her rural Texas upbringing. If cussing or the use of the “F” word offends you this book ain’t for you. But if you want to read funny and unfilter’s story’s this is your book. She has a unique style by all means.

Lancaster: What’s it like to ride around in your head for the day?

Lawson: Cramped. Exhausting. Exhilarating. Baffling. I have no way to compare it, but                 whenever I let slip the bizarre things I’m thinking about, people seem alarmed and step                    away slowly, so I think “disorientating” is probably fair as well.
Okay that’s the way I felt when I started reading this book. I kept thinking please don’t let the whole book read like this. Even though I hadn’t finished at the time of the meeting I do want to finish so I can understand what was so funny.  I was told to just keep reading and it will get better.

Cheryl had an awesome turn out! 13 folks invaded Cheryl and Jerry’s lovely home. Thanks to you both for
hosting. And the food was ever so tasty. Our menu was Mud Bugs, Squirrel, Salad and rice. Actually it was shrimp and chicken for inquiring minds who didn’t make it that night. And for dessert we had Brenny’s favorite…..Petits Fours. That girl does love her tiny little cakes. I have to admit these were the best I’d had mmm since I left WTS and that was a long time ago. Wow how time has flown and things have changed.
Almost everyone thought the book was funny, hilarious and several committed they liked it because Jenny was unfiltered. Had to Laugh because Dawnie said Jenny was unfiltered like she was….. Was?   Most Loved Loved the book.

And yes Wall, TX does exist if you had any questions. Susan S’s nephew was/is the basket or base ball coach.  I wrote BB but can’t remember which B sport it was now that I’m typing.
Some of the girls thought some of the stories were normal living to them. Now you know how we all say “It taste like chicken” well Susan S. says not so of a Boa Constrictor. She said it was tough and tasty. Gaye thought nothing of the story about the cow birthing. Dawnie related to several of the stories. Go Imagine. We decided several of the girls should write a book of their lives. This group knows some of the stories but there’s a lot more out there that they could share in a book.

Now I found this interesting.. Suz said she didn’t like to laugh too much! What! Since when my friend? Actually she didn’t find the book that funny because Jenny’s story sounded logical to her.
Now when Jenny would say her Dad was weird everyone would say yeah so is mine but I don’t think too many of us could say our Dad collected “COLLECTED” bobcat urine or bobcats,  turned a squirrel into a hand puppet that would tramatize any young child if you asked me, or throw a bobcat at guest in your home. Thank goodness Victor  took it all in stride and still hung around and eventually married Jenny. Don’t want to give Victor a big head but everyone thought he was amazing. Wonder if we could find pictures of the wedding on the web.
If you didn’t get enough of Jenny Lawson and her unfiltered life go check out her blog The Bloggest @  http://thebloggess.com/  I’ve started following it. Now she also tweets if you’re into twitter.

So for our next book choice………….. I chose Street Heat by Will Graham. Now I happen to know this author, another reason I chose this book but he said he would come to the meeting to answer any questions we might have. So be nice boys and girls. I guess I’ll have to come up with a good introduction for him at the meeting.  I threw out the suggestion that we have the next meeting at The Kennedy Patio and no one complained to my face. To do that though in light of distance and traffic it would be best hold the meeting on a Saturday.
Saturday
May 4th
11 am

 Next to choose is Cindy, Dawnie, Deborah.  I know Dawnie is ready if Cindy isn't.
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