The You Can’t Drink All Day If You Don’t Start in the Morning title gives you a very good idea of what you get from reading the book. It shows “Fun real-life stories” and lives up to it. This is my first Celia Rivenbark book and she has a fan in me now. (No, I’m not stalking her. Well, she’s not on Twitter yet for me to do that.) You can’t help but feel like you’re buds with her as you read real-life southerner stories from the gal from North Carolina. We southerners (Texas is south. Southwest… eh… well, food-wise yes..) love our cookin’, so she ends every chapter with a recipe that will “slap-yo-mama-fine.”
I read the book speedy quick (I’ve been reading too much Junie B. Jones to my youngest) because those funny stories keep wantin’ more and they have you swallowing ’em up. I seriously laughed out loud (not cliche!) a few times causing my kids to think I was deranged. The best way I can describe her book’s content is that it resembles Dave Barry’s. They both share personal observations of life except she tells stories in her own style not Barry’s. Besides he’s from “Flow-ride-uh” and it doesn’t count as the South. It’s a place where people go on vacation and where mature people go to escape the cold.
She tells it like it is and with a humorous and southern twist. Perhaps, the table of contents will give you a better idea of the kind of style you can expect from Rivenbark.
- Poseable Jesus Meets Poser Ken
- Gladys Kravitz Would’ve Lover Her Some Facebook
- No TV? I’ll Put My Carbon Footprint Up Your Behind
- Strapped for Cash? Try Cat Whisperin’
A title like You Can’t Drink All Day If You Don’t Start in the Morning raises our expectations and she meets ’em! No, no she’s not an alcoholic, although I’m sure she considered drinking a bit after a few of the things she writes about like shagging (no, not that kind). She also talks about Jon and Kate of the Plus Eight Fame (or infame. Is that a word? It oughta be.). Boy, I could hear Rivenbark’s jokes in my head because they hadn’t broken up when she wrote the book.
I don’t recommend following the book’s title advice. First, if you are gonna drive, it’s dumb to drink (alcohol, that is!) right before you drive. Second, like everyone says reading the book will have your drink going everywhere except down your throat.
Guess what! Celia is stopping by here on Tuesday, October 6 and I’m giving away my copy of You Can’t Drink All Day If You Don’t Start in the Morning. I hate to give it up, but I love to do things for you.
Weird observation: If you switch the N and R in her last name, you get Riverbank. Just sayin’.