Before I went in for surgery, my editor suggested I download a copy of Tina Fey’s “Bossypants.” She said it would cheer me up. She was right. The book should be required reading for anybody needing a laugh.
I don’t watch “30 Rock” and I wasn’t a fan of “Date Night,” but I’ve enjoyed Tina Fey on “SNL,” especially her Sarah Palin skits (who hasn’t). Mostly, I’ve admired the fact that she’s been able to achieve so much as a comedian in a business where funny women aren’t celebrated the way they should be.
As for her book, it’s pure pleasure. Tina is like the friend you wish you could hang out with all the time – hilarious, self-deprecating, always willing to look at life from a quirky-yet-remarkably-wise point of view. Whether she’s talking about growing up in PA, taking an ill-fated honeymoon cruise, trying to breastfeed her daughter or gearing up for the occasional fashion photo shoot, she’s excellent company. I enjoyed the book so much while I was in the hospital that I read it twice. Well, there wasn’t much else to do.
Now that I’m home, I’m reading Caroline Leavitt’s “Pictures of You.” No, it’s not funny, but I’m enjoying it nonetheless.