God Doesn't Have Bad Hair Days Book Review

You say you're turning thirty-five and your boyfriend just dumped you for a twenty-something, bleached-blond law student just like the narrator said in the first line of Pam Grout's God Doesn't Have Bad Hair Days? What an amazing coincidence! Oh wait, you're not saying that? No worries, that doesn't matter. (And phew for you, how much would that have sucked?!) To get this book, all you need is the desire to love, be loved, and find peace and happiness in your life--not just your afterlife, but your current one, too. Too good to be true? Not this time.

Reading this book is like getting good advice from a wonderfully quirky friend. Pam walks you through ten simple exercises, each taking less than forty-eight hours, all that show you that not only is the God force (call it what you will, but she'll call it "Cosmo K" or sometimes "The Dude") attainable, but also all the love and beauty it has to offer is actually yours for the taking.

No matter your spiritual beliefs or upbringing, there's a precious message anchored in these pages and once you embrace it, you'll see your life start to change in ways you've only dreamed about. You can do it, you really can. And you'll deserve all the happiness that comes to you--and despite what you may have heard (I was raised by a Italian Catholic, I know, I know), you don't have to feel guilty for it.