If you are among the growing throng of adult women who are just plain sick and tired of lists, of having to find things, of whining and of men who can't bring home a simple list of items from the grocery store, pick up The M Club Manual (2004 Andrew McMeel Publishing).
Author Kathryn Sultzbaugh has arranged a collection of delightfully humorous essays, written in a very simple and straightforward style, in chapters like The Media, Advice and Etiquette and Fashion. M Club members - and you are one, I know you are - also contribute nuggets of humor and wisdom throughout.
Consider an M Club celebrity interview with Mary L. Stewart. "Mary is a celebrity because she is eighty-five years old and goes ot her tai chi class every Tuesday night. She is smart and funny and she could kick your butt, so we think she is a celebrity."
Mary's best advice? "There is a lot to do, a lot to learn, a lot of people to help, and none of us gets a lot of time. Surely everyone knows this?"
Well, no, Mary, everyone doesn't. That's why books like The M Club are important. They remind us that common sense solves more problems than complex formulas, that it pays to speak your mind, that being nice and polite is good, but only goes so far.
If this sounds like the way you think, or would like to think, and you're a woman anywhere from your mid-thirties to your late eighties, you could be an M Club member. There are no dues, no rosters, no club meetings, no real structure.
But this book helps create a sense of unity and belonging to something larger than ourselves.
It offers strength in the knowledge that you are not alone in your belief that vacuum cleaners should suck up dirt all the time and control top pantyhose serve no real purpose.
In these pages, I found the comfort of recognition, which isn't quite friendship but is close enough to become friendship, should the opportunity present itself.
And, oh, my friends, there is fun.
Heaps and heaps of fun. |