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
