My mother is the one who introduced Jen Lancaster into my life, and I must admit it was a very good recommendation. Jen Lancaster is the snarky alter-ego that I sometimes let loose, although much less than I used to. This is her second book, and while I haven’t read the first one, I could probably guess that it’s just as funny as this one.

We start this book of stories out with a brief synopsis of Jen’s past life – a CEO who has lost her top-tier job and is now temping while she writes her memoirs. And it just gets better from there. Jen is brutaly honest about nearly everything – her tendency to drink a bit too much, her hatred of Carrie Bradshaw and Rachel Ray, her weight gain, and how she accidentally called Homeland Security on her neighbor.

Each story is a little picture of just how hilarious a situation one woman can get herself into, whether she’s trying out for The Biggest Loser, or watching her husband chase a coyote down the street. She has a very definitive voice, the type of writing you feel is talking right to you, unedited and without a filter. The type that does well on blogs and has come to define chick-lit. Although this isn’t fictional chick lit.

If you enjoy Laurie Notaro, or even Carrie Bradshaw, you’ll probably enjoy reading Lancaster’s work.