Mercy, honey, but you look like you need some help!
Turnin’ to each other in times of heartache has always been the trailer park way. We’re happy to listen to your problems over a glass of sweet tea. And we’re just as happy to jump on the phone the minute you leave and share your problems with others as well. After gettin’ all y’all’s cards, letters, and emails beggin’ me for advice, well, I just knew I had to do something. So many people livin’ in pain; so few who know exactly what to wear when gettin’ baptized. In this book, I’m gonna share a lifetime of advice culled from The School of Hard Knocks, the College of Kicked in the Teeth, and the University of What the Heck Happened. I promise—no topic is too taboo, no problem is too small, and no dilemma is too personal for me to tackle, even if I had to risk my good standin’ to take it on. And of course, as a way of settin’ a good example of bad behavior, I’ll be sharin’ the goin’s-on of the High Chaparral Trailer Park Why in the past few months, it’s turned out to be a little Peyton Place, without the good clothes. For many of y’all, this book is gonna be the light at the end of the tunnel about navigatin’ such tricky life matters as:
- House guests—family, friends, police, government officials, escaped relatives from jail
- Money & loans—buyin’ a trailer, loanin’ out your good stuff (never!), and lettin’ your family use your car
- Work—sexual harassment, datin’ a coworker, takin’ office products home
- Children—your little angels, them other brats
- Church—potluck, offerin’, volunteer work, bad singin’, what to wear when you're gettin’ baptized
- Fashion—Makeup help, hair salon mistakes, and a little thing I like to call, you’re wearin’ that?
Plus, I’ll answer your personal letters and give my piece about church, entertainin’ (including product parties), bad habits, love, politics, and lots of other helpful hints. I hope I can keep you from makin’ the kind of mistakes it takes a lifetime of hard work and bail money to correct—or accordin’ to my sister Donna Sue, a good scotch to block from your mind completely.
Hugs, kisses, and trailer park wishes,
Ruby Ann Boxcar