Sibby Series by Samantha Garman

Please choose the best phrase to describe Sibby Goldstein’s life:. 1) Sucky. 2) Really sucky. 3) Major suck-fest. D) All of the above. I started my day with a boyfriend and a job. I ended my day with a bottle of tequila. I’ll let you connect the dots. Somehow, I wound up working as a waitress at an Italian restaurant. I have no idea what I’m doing. And I’m not just talkin’ about life. This should be interesting.

Choose the best phrase to describe Sibby Goldstein's 1) Sucky. 2) Really sucky. 3) Major suck-fest. D) All of the above. I started my day with a boyfriend and a job. I ended my day with a bottle of tequila. I'll let you connect the dots. Somehow, I wound up working as a waitress at an Italian restaurant. I have no idea what I'm doing. And I'm not just talkin' about life. This should be interesting.

Sibby is back, and she's clumsier than ever. My life is awesome. I married a sweet, super hot guy who loves me in spite of my ability to screw things up. I write steamy rom com full time, and I only spilled two things on myself this morning. #winning. But I'm the Queen of Klutz--and no lucky streak lasts forever. Now my husband wants a baby. I know I'm gonna mess this up.

This is Sibby’s Law. .. on hormones. Sibzilla is on the loose. She’s coming for your pastries, chicken wings, and pie. She’s coming for bigger pants. No one is safe. Especially not her husband. Watch out, Mother Shuckers. It’s about to get real.

~Diary of the Spawn Mother~. Entry #23. Went to the store because I ran out of diapers… Me. I ran out of diapers. Not my children. ME. Entry #38. This morning I bit Aidan’s hand like a rabid dog. Father of my children or not, he went for my last piece of dark chocolate, which is my only vice now that I have young who suckle from my teats. Entry #47. I’m determined to fit back into my skinny jeans. Option 1: Cut off one of my legs. Option 2: Go to the gym. This is gonna hurt….

I’ve inherited a house in Gator Springs, Florida. Ever hear of Gator Springs? Yeah, me neither. I head down to the beach for a little R & R, but of course nothing goes to plan….