If Life is A Bowl of Cherries, What Am I Doing in the Pits? (1971) by Erma Bombeck

🍒 My second book for my personal project of #readingthe1971s is a memoir from Erma Bombeck, an American humorist, whose newspaper humor columns had entertained many readers from 1965 to 1996. She is even daubed as the best-loved humorist of her day (from A Biography of Erma Bombeck at the end of the re-published version of this book). We aren't lucky enough to be those readers, but we have this memoir to be equally tickled to uncontrollable laughter that could endanger your career (if you read this during office hours).

🍒 If Life is A Bowl of Cherries is about mundane situations every mother in the 1970s must have had on daily basis, related to children, marriage, motherhood, housekeeping; from game shows to family vacations, and anything in between. One reviewer in Goodreads said that this book is like a standup comedy, which I agree. Erma's views of her world is critical, without too much sarcasm. Here's a sample (from Introduction, page 9):

Children are becoming an endangered species, energy has reached crisis proportions, marriages are on the decline, and the only ones having any fun anymore are the research rats.
You cannot help but envy their decadence.
Throughout the years, these furry swingers have been plied with booze, pot, cigarettes, birth control pills, too much sun, cyclamates, caffeine, Red Dye No. 2, saccharine, disco music at ear-shock decibels, late nights, and a steady diet of snack food.
If people haven't asked themselves these questions, they should: How come there are still more rats than people?

 
🍒 Through all of these jumble of seemingly distressing stuffs that an overworked mom must have endured, we are entertained with nostalgia of that bygone era. My most favorite part is when Emma is talking about letter writing - an art that Gen Z and Alpha would never understand.

The letter-writers who really bug me, though, are the ones with the stationery whose paper matches the envelopes. Sure it's easy to write a letter when you have all the equipment, but for me, it's a real hassle finding clean paper, a pencil, and a stamp.

🍒 It warmed my heart with nostalgia. I remember those days of writing letters, buying stamps, the excitement of finding in the mailbox a letter from your friend, and more excitement still of reading your friend's response to your letter a week before. Ah, those beautiful days of the bygone era, how I miss it so much! Not mentioning the stationery papers; I remember vividly on my school days, of collecting those beautifully printed - and even scented - stationery papers which we were collecting just like our parents had been collecting stamps. Then the e-mail - nowadays chatting apps - came and killed it.

🍒 Beyond the hilarious everyday life - struggles, triumph, and anything in between - which Erma Bombeck illustrated perfectly, there's a layer of depth too. The chapter of "When Did I Become the Mother and the Mother Become the Child?" is very related to my own current personal struggle. It is saddening when your parents are getting older and becoming more and more dependent on you. The parents who you grew up thinking they are so strong and dependable, now are so weak and fragile - something that you never thought you would see, but that's it.
🍒 On the whole, this book is quite entertaining and in a way, nostalgic. I loved to be immersed into those bygone era, which I miss so much. Although what we were having here in Indonesia were not the same as Erma's American life, I felt it's relatable enough. This was the kind of book that I expect to read for my #readingthe1971 project. I wish the rest on the list would be as good as this!

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐