Reviewed by Tori
Favorite Quote: “THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!“
Everyone who is anyone, well, anyone who appreciates insane, questionable, depraved humor, knows who Jenny Lawson is. She is the voice behind The Bloggess, a blog that crosses all lines, pokes all chickens, and usually leaves me laughing so hard I have found it’s in my best interest to get dressed on AFTER I have read her latest post. Otherwise, I’ll just have to change my clothes and re make my face. And as a 41 year old, remaking my face to look like I didn’t make up my face takes a lot of time. Time better spent on Pinterest or Twitter.
Let’s Pretend This Never Happened is the mostly true memoir of Jenny Lawson’s life and it kept me laughing, crying, and choking to the end as we read of her less then stellar upbringing in rural Texas with what has to be some of the most questionable parents I have ever encountered. We watch her meet her long suffering husband Victor, who I just know deserves everything Jenny dishes out and more, and her dealings with infertility, depression, and a very strange addiction to costumed taxidermy. What makes this book such a hit is that while Jenny could whine and moan about her unusual life, playing the, “whoa is me card”, she instead uses humor to deflect and explain why she is the way she is. There are no apologies in here; except to Victor (her husband) on post it notes. Because love is apologizing on a million post it notes. She is who she is and takes great pains to let us know that she accepts what life has given her and that we should do the same. She addresses her mental illness and the resulting situations with a grace and dignity that goes to show that this is not a stigma that needs to be brushed aside and hid when the neighbors come over.
It’s amazing how many similarities to Jenny’s life and mine that I found in here. While I didn’t grow up in Texas or with a taxidermy loving father…I did grow up poor, was a social outcast in school, and suffered from a social phobia. I will be doing my first ever slumber blogging party in August and can only hope murdering cougars won’t be stalking me. The experimental drug phase, the going commando at inappropriate times, the husband who always asks, “Are you insane???” It’s like we are one and the same. I don’t care what you all think…we are now bffs in my mind and we have lots of fun together.
There are so many hilarious stories in here, I don’t know where to start. We have the famous metal chicken story which teaches the moral to never tell a woman she can’t buy something because then it becomes a dare. There is her father‘s mysterious surprise that involves a dead squirrel hand puppet. Or maybe it’s Rambo the soap fetish raccoon. Either way, I can guarantee that Let’s Pretend It Never Happened will gain a place of honor on your bookshelf and next to your bed. I can’t say what her message was intended to be, but what I walked away with was that life hands you lemons all the time. You can either make lemonade or you can load your lemon shooting launcher and have yourself a little fun.
Overall Rating: A