Ever Tales

I have just finished devouring Jen Lancaster's The Tao of Martha: My Year of LIVING; Or, Why I'm Never Getting All That Glitter Off of the Dog. After a rough couple of years, author Lancaster decides that she needs a new "path" to happiness--and that path might be found by following her idol, Martha Stewart. Just the right combination of snark, 90's-wardrobe-self-deprecation, pop culture and candy, organic fertilizer and a household of glitter-sprinkled gourds made this book both hilarious and sweet. Halfway through her description of the great duvet-n-comforter battle, I was laughing so hard I had to take a break. If you need an easy, delightful read with a great message (spread a life lived with humor and hard work. And glitter), this is it. I don't know about you, but MY November needed this book :-).

Dear Universe, On the advice of a dear friend, I've decided to make more frequent, less verbose book posts; I read so much and share so little of what crosses my reading brain. Perhaps letting you in on the many amazing stories I encounter will encourage you to seek them out and pass them along. Here goes. The View from Penthouse B by Elinor Lipman. I found myself in the main character on every page--even though she is middle-aged (which, I suppose, I may be nearing), widowed, living in NYC. A sweet story of sisters, of friendship, of getting through the tough times, of very bad Match.com profiles (again, my life), of repentance. And cupcakes. And NYC. What more could you want? Happy reading (I hope!).