Bossypants By Tina Fy Analysis

Today I started reading Bossypants by Tina Fey. My hero, Caitlin Moran, author of the hilarious How To Be A Woman and Moranthology, has been compared to Tina Fey and my friend, Kristin, strongly recommended that I read Bossypants. So here I am. I loved it as soon as I read the first sentence and I can understand the comparisons. Both are smart, really funny women!

As I read Tina's account of her first menstrual period, I was surprised and strangely happy to find out that another girl went through that nightmare at a very young age, such as myself. Tina experienced her first period when she was ten years old, I did when I was nine. Yeah, that's right. NINE.

It doesn't really matter at what age any of us went through that, I'm pretty sure that first time is never a pleasant experience for anyone. To this day, I am dismayed at the way that whole mess is described in Judy Blume's Hello, God, It's me, Margaret. No girl I have ever known wanted her period. And none of us were happy about it. Hell, we're still not happy about it. It's always been a huge pain in the arse. Well, not arse, exactly, but you know. For the past few years, I have been experiencing some signs of perimenopause and my periods have been very sparse and erratic. As a matter of fact, as I write
I regretted that I hadn't spoken up and flat out said, "Hey, can we talk about our misunderstanding, and like, maybe you could apologize for thinking the worst of me so this elephant will leave and go sit at someone else's table?" But finally, I had to just focus on being grateful for the get together. I focused on the fact that the friendship is, apparently, still intact, we had a pleasant, albeit somewhat awkward visit, and shared some laughs. Most importantly, relatively speaking, it was just a baby elephant. So while he was still taking up a lot of space, it didn't squash me, only playfully, but annoyingly thumped me on the head with his