Women are Crazy, Men are Stupid
by Howard J Morris and Jenny Lee
A HUGE THANK YOU to Michelle at Simon and Schuster Canada for sending me this book!
First of all I'll admit when I opened the envelope and saw this book I thought, "Wha?" I was totally turned off majorly by the cover. (sorry Michelle!) As we aaalll know I am a big cover snob and if a book has a "meh" cover I find it very difficult to get past it. SO, I put it down for a few weeks. I even lifted it up to show my husband and kids and said, "I mean, really, could you EVER imagine in a MILLION YEARS I would buy a book like THIS?" And my husband says, "Who knows, Hon, maybe it'll be really really funny?" To which I scoffed.
SCOFFED I say!
BOY WAS I WRONG! This book is HYSTERICAL! I mean REALLY REALLY FUNNY. I am going to go waaayyy out on a limb here and say that this book is the FUNNIEST BOOK I HAVE EVER READ IN MY LIFE E-V-E-R. It turns out that the authors are writers for (among other things) comedy TV, and Jenny (the crazy one) was a writer for one of the only shows (other than reality) that I watch, "Samantha Who?". And Howard used to write for the extremely clever and funny, (and one of my husbands favourite shows which he ACTUALLY has every single episode on VHS -- true story) but long put in its grave, "Dream On."
Here is a little excerpt from near the beginning: (page 15 and 16)
THE MYSTERY SOLVED
The history of men acting stupid is a long and varied one that always ends up with some idiot starting another war. But modern male stupidity as it applies specifically to women is far more interesting and relevant to our purposes. It actually has its roots in the playgrounds of our youth. It was there that we first became aware of girls. It was also there that we first realized that we liked these strange creatures. They made us feel funny. But good funny. A kind of warm and gushy funny. Of course in those early years it wasn't acceptable to talk about these new feelings with our peers for fear we'd get rightly harangued about the dangers of cooties. But still, we wanted this five-year-old ponytailed goddess to know that we had a thing for her. So what did we do?
We hit her.
Or pushed her into the mud and laughed at her. (I'm so sorry Susan Freyberg.)
.....She starts crying and we're completely unprepared for that. And she keeps crying until some adult explains to her that we hit her because we like her.
And here her craziness begins.
And there it is. The fertile soil in which the crazy seed is planted, and thus sprung the stupid tree. The book gets even better once Howard meets Jenny and his stupid catapolts into a whole other stratosphere of idiotic. Maybe it's because I have a pretty funny, albiet annoyingly so, husband, who revels in said stupidity, that I found this book so hilarious. Some of you may or may not know that to me "Everybody Loves Raymond" is not just a TV show, it is MY LIFE. Even Regan, my hubby, will admit that like Ray he may or may not at times wear his stupid like a shield against my crazy attacks. The story then takes us through mainly Howards life inside the stupid mobile, and then Jenny's crazy is allowed to breathe (as they put it so brilliantly) and you get the full fledged stupid/crazy/chicken/egg scenario.
There are many MANY times that I thought, "TOTALLY! Who WOULDN'T go crazy if your so-called shoulder-to-cry on did something as idiotic as that!" and other times when I thought, "Oh man, poor Howard, he never even had a chance." And then immediately my mind shifts to, "Wow. I actually DID something like that to Reg. Yikes!" They even manage to weave a beautiful love story throughout the crazy and stupid landscape, and I'll admit getting a little teary eyed at the end!
This book is for anyone who is in a relationship, had a relationship, is thinking about a relationship or a therapist trying to save relationships. It is a fast fun read that will probably have you, if not laughing outloud like me, at the very least smiling out loud.