Stacey Lowrey Gustafson recently asked me to review her book and I was honored. It’s very tricky to
write a review of someone you admire in just few sentences. How do you squeeze in all of the laughter
joy and sentimental moments into just a few sentences….and do it justice?
Are You Still Kidding Me, is chocked full of wit and laugh out loud family humor.
Who else admits, in writing, that she cheats on her husband? Whew, it’s just with Netflix!
I relate all too well to her mother’s electronic allergy. Siri won’t turn on my oven either.
Each story brings the reader closer to a real-life mom, wife, daughter and friend. You’ll want her to be
your next store neighbor.
Grab a glass of wine and let this one soak in. Warning: Wine may shoot out your nose. Enjoy!
Then my creative juices started cranking in and I wrote what I think someone might say about moi’:
Anne Bardsley is envied for her firm, toned & tan, thighs. They distract the public from that roll she is
growing on her belly. She’s going to need to do more squats if she wants to distract them from that
mole shooting out a 3” hair on her left cheek (facial cheek). Do not believe her when she says, “Oh, it’s
my wisdom reaching out into the universe.” Hell no! It’s a freaking mole hair. If she doesn’t cut it soon,
she’ll be able to hang laundry out to dry on it. She is delusional if she thinks that what wisdom looks like,
but her thighs are awesome.
Imagine there is a 3″ hair with a nice wave, gently swaying in the breeze…on
my left cheek. You can barely notice it here because I tweezed it ever so gently….
while my foot was locked in place on the tub…. for added traction. I think the roots
went down to my toes.
Let’s face it there will never be an article about my toned and tan thighs or hopefully my mole hair on
my left (facial) cheek. I feel the need to clarify which cheek.
Since my birthday a few weeks ago, I developed sore butt bones. My husband jokes that I have
Arthritic Ass Syndrome….ASS is the acronym. I seriously can’t sit for long. So what’s woman to do? I
recline, naturally. Which means I fall asleep in minutes.
Do not touch my wisdom mole while I am sleeping!