The Bloggess, a super funny, pretty inappropriate blog writer. I love her style and how she writes about her health struggles, both mentally and physically. I use to love to read biographies and I thought hers would be a good one to read. Let me say it is a hilarious read and I loved it. A lot of her childhood explains her love of taxidermy animals and also her sense of humor. Because when you grow up with a dad whose idea of funny is a dead squirrel puppet, yeah, that's going to leave a mark. Luckily she grew up to use her sense of humor for good. She tells a few anecdotal stories about her upbringing and then talks about meeting her husband and having their daughter. She also talks about her anxiety disorders and her battle with rheumatoid arthritis, some of which I already knew from reading her blog.
I read this book at the reference desk during my shift and let me tell you that was a mistake because I kept laughing out loud. I also kept hoping someone would recognize the book and then want to talk about it. But no one did. And that was pretty much the most disappointing aspect of this book. I can only blame the youth of today. If you haven't read The Bloggess, I suggest that you do. But only if you have a healthy sense of humor.