She removes the onus of perfectly reported recollections and leads her readers down the rabbit hole of her memories…The result: a satisfying, blithe tale of a curious adulthood and curiouser childhood.

Now that she is home all day looking after Hailey, she wonders if it is possible to make friends online. She could tell that I was disappointed at the lack of anything remotely redeeming about our town, and conceded halfheartedly that perhaps the name came from a metaphoric wall, designed to keep something out. I’ll see your giant pack of toilet paper and raise you a Hagen Catit Design Fresh and Clear Cat Drinking Fountain AND a pack of Lactaid Fast Act Lactase Enzyme Supplements. After listening to her narrate her first memoir, Let’s Pretend this Never Happened, I imagine that her life and the lives of her family are surreal, often panicked, but very funny and pro-“let your freak flag fly. Secrets come to light, grief makes them different persons and both struggle to see and understand the truth behind the situation.This book deals with mental illness, poverty, suicide, miscarriage, disease, and other traumatic subjects, yet most people consider it a humor book. and you were never entirely sure whether they were asking why the hell you’d choose to live there, or why anyone would choose to name a town “Wall,” but it didn’t actually matter, because no one seemed to have a legitimate answer for either.

I laughed at so many of Lawson’s unexpectedly hilarious observations and experiences as a child and woman in west Texas. It did, however, open up an opportunity for Lawson to find the humor in the strange shame spiral that is her life, and we are all the better for it. If I’d had a camera I’d have got someone to take a picture of the moment that I married the Juanita Weasel pose with the Calculon ‘NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooOOOOOOOOOooooo! The book skims through a series of comic essays, akin to [David] Sedaris if he were an anxiety-stricken Texas mother with a fascination with the zombie apocalypse. Lawson does make a good point of pointing out how the class difference between her and Victor was a major source of anxiety early on in their relationship but they found ways to work with it than let it get between them.I was offline for Lent and I come back and everyone is all “I’m getting a Bloggess book plate…” and I’m all… “crap. Her second book Furiously Happy is really funny, but also really heart-warming because it further explains her mental illness(es), of which she has a few. Take one part David Sedaris and two parts Chelsea Handler and you’ll have some inkling of the cockeyed humor of Jenny Lawson…[She] flaunts the sort of fearless comedic chops that will make you spurt Diet Coke through your nose. A defining moment in her childhood is when her father brings home a dead raccoon and turns it into a puppet.