New Releases by Erma Bombeck

"The author tells of her travel experiences around the world, addressing the questions of travelers everywhere." --

Humoristisch relaas van de vakantieperikelen van een Amerikaans gezin.

The story of children fighting and surviving cancer is a tale of innocent courage and remarkable strength of character in the face of a seemingly implacable foe

A cherished family reunion sets the stage of Erma Bombeck''s predictably hilarious recollections of raising a family. Her conclusion: you can''t live with them, you can''t live without them...or can you...?

Een Amerikaanse moeder vertelt van het wel en wee in haar gezin.

A treasury of works by America''s favorite humorist.

"America''s irrepressible doyenne of domestic satire." THE BOSTON GLOBE Madcap, bittersweet humor in classic Erma Bombeck-style. You''ll laugh until it hurts and love it! "Any mother with half a skull knows that when Daddy''s little boy becomes Mommy''s little boy, the kid is so wet, he''s treading water. What do you mean you''re a participle in the school play and you need a costume? Those rotten kids. If only they''d let me wake up in my own way. Why do they have to line up along my bed and stare at me like Moby Dick just washed up onto a beach somewhere?"

"See if you can read a paragraph without laughing out loud." Art Buchwald The enchanting lady of laughter has done it again--this time taking a hilarious swipe at husbands, honeymoons, tennis elbow, marriage, lettuce, the national anthem, and a host of other domestic dilemmas. "It''s fun from cover to cover." THE HARTFORD COURANT

Erma Bombeck has learned a few things about children and family over the yearsand in a way that is uniquely and wonderfully her own, she shares everything she knows with her readers. Whether it''s cleaning up after the kids and him, or expendable mothers-in-law, Erma Bombeck gets to the heart of the matter and makes us laugh through our tears.

Three of Bombeck''s favorite stories: AT WIT''S END; JUST WAIAT TILL YOU HAVE CHILDREN OF YOUR OWN; I LOST EVERYTHING IN POST-NASAL DEPRESSION.