With Presidents now caught with their pants down, sports heroes just looking for money, and the politics of the workplace, all I had was my visits to my yoga studio for solace. I kept a safe distance from my yoga teachers wanting to believe there are some sane people in this world.

So, I picked up this book to give some depth to my 2d yogi heroes. I shouldn't have.

The characters were unlikeable, especially the yoga teacher. The characters just kept shooting themselves in the foot and stuck in their own little world.

I had to finish to see where this accident would go and how they would tie all this together at the end.

Perhaps, it if were Jewish and more suburban I would enjoy this more. But for now, this book best serves as contrast and appreciation for the next book which I will surely enjoy more than this.

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I generally enjoy chick-lit and I wanted to like this book too, but the main character, Nina, is so much at fault for creating her own chaos that I found myself wincing in embarrassment for her rather than laughing. It has some funny moments, but other than her son, I didn't really *like* any of the characters in this book and didn't really care about how they resolved their troubles. ( )

In many ways, this novel was a spot-on portrayal of the stresses of modern life and a humorous send-up of Jewish mothers. However, it was an anxious reading experience, because everything that could go wrong, did. ( )

I wanted to like this book. The characters are interesting, and there are some truly funny moments. I did care enough about the ending to finish it. But I just didn't like the characters, especially the main character. Nina is a yoga instructer who gets into a frenzy over correctly following feng shui. A type-A yoga instructor should be funny, but I just didn't sympathize with her. ( )