THE BLOGS ARE ALWAYS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE INTERNET
Do y’all know about the Erma Bombeck essay contest? For those of you who are too young to have any sense (i.e., younger than I am), let me tell you who Erma Bombeck was. She was your mother, only much, much funnier. Erma was the Everywoman of the 70’s. She wrote about the early pioneers who traveled to the wilds of the suburbs in covered station wagons. She wrote about the trials, tribulations, and joys (miseries) of child-rearing. She wrote about pantyhose, support garments, and the indignities suffered by all purchasers of such items. She wrote about the bowl of cherries that is life, and she didn’t spare the pits.
Yes, Erma had a rare talent for making the mundane hysterical. She died in 1996 and has never been replaced. There is no longer a national Mother figure, unless you count Barbara Bush. (No, not one of the twins, I mean the Prez’s mother.)
So, the public library in Erma’s hometown holds an annual essay contest in her honor. Yesterday I went to the bookstore to pick up a Bombeck book and research her signature style. (Yes, it was an EXCELLENT excuse to spend an hour in a comfy chair at my favorite bookstore. What’s your point?) Now I’m ready to pen 450 words of side-splittingly sardonic observations. Do it with me, folks. Send in an Erma-esque piece and maybe win a prize. (Yeah, I’m talking to you, Ordinarybutloud. Do you hear me, Madhousewife?) The deadline is February 18. Who’s in?