Mary Ann Hoyt is back, with her second collection of humorous essays. Her relatable stories and anecdotes are full of dry wit and satire, with a sprinkling of poignant moments that will have you smiling, laughing, or maybe even shedding a tear.
She tells the story of how, one day in 1957, she was the reason her second grade teacher had a bad day, with 55 kids in her classroom and vomit in aisle 4. She relates her experience of being reprimanded as a student nurse for yelling "Good luck!" to her patient as he was being wheeled down the hall to the OR. Apparently, "good luck" is not the appropriate thing to say when someone's about to go under the knife.
Mary Ann's senior years continue to give her fodder to write about, like her close call with the law because of a chicken. She does her mediocre best to catch up with technology—barely able to hold her own while Zooming and FaceTiming family and friends.
Mary Ann finds something to smile about in almost any situation, including the pandemic. She wants her readers to know that humor is a wonderful God-given coping mechanism worth nurturing. If you liked her first book: In Heaven There's No Money, No Stuff—and No Porta-Potties, you will enjoy this one, too.