Stacy Gooch Anderson's "Life Is Tough..."

REVIEW:
Some people have compared Stacy Gooch Anderson's humor to Erma Bombeck's, but I beg to disagree. Stacy has a brand of humor all her own.
"Life is Tough: I Doubt I'll Make It Out Alive" is an entertaining, sometimes offbeat look at life lessons Stacy has learned, not only in growing up in her parents' family, but also through having children of her own.
While I couldn't relate to every story because, for example, I've never been skiiing, nor have I ever tried to make my son wear red pants to school, but it tickled my funny bone to read about little Stacy paddling around a wading pool in mere inches of water, only to read further and discover that she's a teenager trying to keep cool! It also touched me to read about her father's death, because I've been there.
This book is so full of a variety of situations that it would surprise me if there weren't something between its covers to connect with every reader.

INTERVIEW:
Shirley: Stacy, thanks for meeting me here in the kitchen at the crack of dawn. Wow, you look nice this morning. Is that your fail proof spackle beauty skin treatment straight from the pages of "Life is Tough?"
Stacy: Nope, didn't have time for that. This morning I had bags under my eyes that Marry Poppins would've died for! I used a dab of wood filler over laid with a healthy skim of shellac to give my eyes a bit of 'sparkle'. You think it worked?
Shirley: Indubitably! I've got to get me some of that. Any other beauty tips you can offer for early morning moms?
Stacy: Don't get up if you don't have too. Sleep is a woman's best friend,.....that and mascara. Everyone looks like a sun deprived albino without plump, dark lashes. Just ask Maybelline! They spend millions on plumping our lashes! Now if they could only find the cure to de-plump our thighs and backsides, their CEO would beat Bill Gates and Warren Buffet combined in terms of personal networth.
Shirley: Amen! You're awfully good with that spatula. Looks like you've done this breakfast routine before. Your moves from fridge to stove are worthy of an Olympic Medal.
Stacy: Thanks. I get a lot of practice. I have four sons who, if they gave up just one meal a day, could solve the famine problems in Africa. Trying to keep them and their friends full is definitely a full time job. When I need a break, I have to send them to the frozen food isle at Costco for a snack. But since I'm at it, I'll make breakfast for you too, if you like.
Shirley: That would be great!
Stacy: (Squints at me since the shellac is flaking a bit around the edges where her laugh lines are stronger than her home made beauty regiment) You look like an over-easy egg eater.
Shirley: How did you know? I like wheat toast, too, please.
Stacy: I figured as much. Women always like their eggs over easy - it makes the whole pregnancy thing a tad easier. Hey something's gotta be easy every once in while, doesn't it? Unfortunately my husband tells me that over easy for me means that when my eggs are cooked, my sunnyside is always down. (She grins and waves her spatula and says in a sing-song voice) But that's chatter on a matter for another day......
Shirley: Well, okay, then. It seems like you've already experienced a lot in your life. Is there something you haven't done yet that you'd like to?
Stacy: Get through it - life, that is. Just kidding. It's a pretty sure bet that I won't make it out alive but before I'm consigned to lying supine in a pine box for the better part of a century, there is a LOT I want to accomplish - if only God will give me the strength, the courage and the thinner thighs to do so.
Shirley: Now that you have two books published, are you planning a third?
Stacy: I'm working on a companion book to "The Santa Letters" called "The Inmate Letters." I also have various other projects in the works. But my next book comes out this fall. It's a Christmas storybook called "The Legend of the Star."
Shirley: Sounds great! Uh... what's that smell? Ack! I said wheat toast, not black bread!
Stacy: Oh, Shirl, just look at it as slightly better tanned toast. Why,....with a slathering of butter and home made blackberry jam, you won't even notice that you're biting into a slab of charcoal!
Shirley: Listen... I hear the sound of many hungry feet on the stairs. Well, not hungry feet, but I'm sure the hungry owners of those feet need that toast more than I do. You can go ahead and give it to them, okay?
Stacy: Are you sure? Once they come down, we start heading into a famine of our own....
Shirley: Have a great day! Happy mothering.
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