Let's Pretend This Never Happened: A Mostly True Memoir

I laughed. I laughed until I cried.

And then I laughed until I cried so hard that my eyes hurt and I was snorting like an asthmatic hyena. And then I clapped my hands over my mouth because my son was sleeping. But I was still sort of snorting anyway.

Yes, it is that kind of book. It is irreverant and absurd, real and raw, touching and sweet.

It is one of my new favorite books ever and one that I will return to regularly when I need a good laugh, when I need to feel like I'm not crazy, and when I need to feel like there is at least one other human being in this world who can understand me...