I’ve been walking past a book on the new bookshelf for a couple of weeks now, and I just can’t help but look at the cover and smile. It has this adorable little blonde-haired girl with a sweet little sugar-coated smile that makes you feel warm and sunny inside. (I do have to confess though that at first I thought it was one of those good-girls-who-turned-out-to-be-murderers type of books. Glad I was wrong!)
It’s actually an autobiography of Jaime Pressly  from the TV show My Name Is Earl . It’s Not Necessarily Not the Truth  looks to be a warm, funny portrayal of a small-town Southern girl who dreamed big. I’m moving past the cover now and opening it up for a good read.