I’ve Got Sand in All the Wrong Places by Lisa Scottoline and Francesca Serritella is a hoot. Lisa is known for her lawyer/crime thriller books, but with her daughter she’s carved a niche of humorous essays. The two yin and yang on various subjects. Cover blurb – it’s a multigenerational take on a variety of topics, from on line dating to fleece as formal wear, sounding like two girlfriends you’ve known your whole life. Lisa is based in Philly, Francesca in New York. They joke, they fight, but always love their way through life’s best and worst moments.
Join Lisa and Francesca as they travel from the beach to the city to the suburbs and all the places in between, exasperating, supporting, and enjoying each other along the way.
p. 4 Lisa on the Jersey Shore. You’ll get sand in your sneakers. You’ll get sand stuck in the elastic in your bathing suit. The sand will come back to the rental house with you, where it will fall on the floor, and when you drive home, it will be in the well underneath the gas pedal. You will track it inside your own house, and you will feel a grittiness under your toes in your very own bedroom, maybe even your sheets. Don’t let the sand bother you. Think of the sand as fairy dust. Because it is. It’s a magical sprinkling of a summertime mood.
I love that idea! And I chuckled my way through this library book. Check it out if you need a pick-me-up kind of read. Short little chapters that are big on laughs and observations we’ve all had.
I’ve Got Sand in All the Wrong Places is just plain funny. Enjoy