Jenny Lawson, Let's Pretend This Never Happened

This book was a birthday present, and I might not have picked it up otherwise. But I'm glad I read it. The author is quirky and irreverent. She writes about her strange childhood as the daughter of a taxidermist whose idea of fun was sticking his hand up roadkill and waking his daughters for a puppet show. The author herself appreciates the odd taxidermied item, provided that the animal who gave its life for the project did not do so under duress, and that he or she is dressed to kill in a pirate outfit vel sim. But it's not all about stuffed animals. There's a lot about vaginas as well, and about life with her constantly exasperated husband, Victor. Lawson also writes about her anxieties and insecurities and oddities. It's a very funny book, although sometimes it can be a bit much. Lawson is essentially saying, "Look at how weird I am!" throughout the book, but sometimes this can feel...maybe affected is the right word. Or is it disingenuous? "I'm so weird that I do X, but secretly I think it's pretty awesome that I'm weird enough to do X" is the message I'm getting. Right. Anyway, it's still pretty damn funny.