Dishy but never b*tchy, Kristin Chenoweth's memoir is a bit of girl-chat fun, anchored by her love for family and belief in God and His hand in her life. The narrative thread is jumpy, although you can see how they're trying to organize things--at least in the beginning. After a while I just quit worrying about it. I listened to the audiobook version, which was a good choice, I think.