Motherhood: The Second Oldest Profession
...hang up on E.T.?
...tip the tooth fairy?
...wash a measuring cup with soap after it held only water?
...reply when asked what it was like to give birth to Erma Bombeck, "It was a rooten job, but someone had to do it."
Read Erma Bombeck's hilarious new book to find out...
For example, Bombeck reruns one of her most popular columns, a paean to the mothers of disabled children, answering it with a new companion piece where the mother of a disabled child criticizes the original c...more
It should be noted that this was originally published in the early 1980's and is therefore a little dated in some of the...more
This is a wonderfu...more
Through BookCrossing I came across her sixth book: Just Wait Until You Have Children of Your Own which was illustrated by Bil Keane (of Family Circus). Having enjoyed that book, I got this book at last year's local BookCrossing meeting.
Motherhood, the Second Oldest Profession was Bombeck's 1...more
Questo non è stato il primo libro che leggevo di Erma Bombeck quindi sapevo più o meno cosa aspettarmi, ma stavolta c'era qualcosa di più in questi brevi saggi oltre all'umore. Unico piccolo problema è...more
Motherhood is a keeper and the short chapters are just right for reading while you are in between your busy chores.
This book, which I read in one day. It made me laugh, roll my eyes about how Erma got situations just right and cry. The one chapter that made me cry the hardest is the letter from a mom whose son is a criminal. I love the letter fr...more
I grew up reading my Moms Erma Bombeck books, so when I saw this at a library book sale for 10 cents I snatched it up! Worth every penny! I will be keeping my eyes open for more!
For 31 years since 1965, Erma Bombeck published 4,000 newspaper articles. Already in the 1970s, her witty columns were read, twice weekly, by thirty million readers of 900 newspapers of USA and Canada...more
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Males are born with a closed fist. Girls are born with the left hand cramped in a position the size of an American Express card. Whenever a girl sees a sign reading, “Sale, Going Out of Business, Liquidation,” saliva begins to form in her mouth, the palms of her hands perspire and the pituitary gland says, “Go, Mama.” In the male, it is quite a different story. He has a gland that follows a muscle from the right arm down to the base of his billfold pocket. It's called “cheap.”
Girls can slam a door louder, beg longer, turn tears on and off like a faucet, and invented the term, “You don't trust me.” So much for “sugar and spice and everything nice” and “snips and snails and puppydog tails.”