I’m a fan of Erma Bombeck and every two years I enter the essay contest in her name. I always think I have the perfect entry but I never win. So when I came across Deedee Divine I thought I’d get some tips. Plus it turns out the author is married to a guy I went to high school with while growing up in the suburbs of Cleveland.
Deedee Divine is a woman I can relate to. She’s sixty something, in a long term marriage, facing retirement and above all, finds life flat out funny. Deedee’s husband goes out of town on business and she’s lost in a grocery store searching for her dinner. So many options, it’s overwhelming. What I wouldn’t give to be able to eat something gooey and fattening that I bought for myself with no one looking over my shoulder. If that ever happened, I’d find the grocery store overwhelming too.
Every married couple can understand the farting scene. Deedee’s was over the top hysterical. You’ll have to read it yourself, I’m not going to spill the beans. LOL!
But there’s one thing that Deedee needs to learn. She’s from Texas and may not be versed in the same winter sports as those of us from Cleveland. Your husband is correct when it comes to ice skating because all of us who grew up in Cleveland definitely know how to ice skate. We all had our very own pair of skates and learned to glide on a frozen pond, no fancy indoor rink. And as far as I can remember, no one fell through the ice. (You’ll have to read the book to understand this joke!)
Deedee is funny, in the style of Erma Bombeck but she’s hip and current. If Deedee has a skewed view of life then I do too. It’s a laugh a minute!