I have an Olympic recap post I was going to put up today, but that will have to wait a day or two. Why? Because remember when I said I have a few cool things coming up to share in the next couple of months?
Well, this book is one of them.
I didn’t know I could tell you about this already so I’ve been keeping it all to myself—much like my stash of hummus and emotional availability—but it’s now available for pre-order on Amazon. That means I can tell you and you can pre-order it and we can all read the book and laugh and laugh and then live happily ever after.
So what is this book about, you ask?
Since you asked, I can tell you that it’s the second volume in the best-selling “I Just Want to Pee Alone”series that sold almost 25,000 copies since being released in 2013.
But while that one was about motherhood—something I am as knowledgeable about as nuclear fission —this one is about relationships with the opposite sex, something I’m also not qualified to write about but did anyway.
From Amazon:
“Don’t get us wrong, we love the men in our lives – we do (most of the time). It’s just that sometimes we would like them to go away. Not forever or anything like that. Just for an hour … or a day … or a weekend. We want some time to ourselves to read a good book or take a walk or do anything other than try to make a dent in the never ending mound of dirty clothes that keeps piling up on his side of the bed. We just want to be alone. All alone. Is that too much to ask?
‘I Just Want to Be Alone’ is a collection of humorous essays from 37 of the most Super Cool Lady Writers you’ll find on the Web.”
See? Proof. Great company.
The release date is March 22, but as the handy graphic above indicates, you can pre-order now and then have the anticipation of waiting for the actual day to arrive. It’s like Christmas in March, which isn’t that hard to imagine seeing as we’re in the middle of another freaking Polar Vortex over here.
This winter is never going to end. Ever. Never ever.
And I’ll be sure to remind you of this again in the next couple of weeks, but not in that annoying way that makes you roll your eyes, unsubscribe and watch videos of armadillos dancing to Michael Jackson instead of reading my blog.
Then again, future posts include my plans to retire on game show winnings and an ode to asparagus, so I guess I really wouldn’t blame you.
(Thank you to Kim for the graphic about my story.)
My point is that I’m honored and humbled to be in such great company and can’t wait to read all the other essays as well—alone, of course—and I encourage you all to go do the same.
(And then watch videos of armadillos dancing to Michael Jackson because honestly, that crap is great.)
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