I received this book as part of a Goodreads giveaway.
It was humorous at the beginning, and then it began to get tedious and predictable. The writing style itself was pleasant, and easy to get through. I was able to finish it in a few day's time.
The premise is that a mother goes into a hospital for some unknown mystery illness (still unknown at the end of the book), and that her bumbling fool of a husband cannot cope for the few days she is in the hospital. He burns down the kitchen, tosses his mother-in-law in a lake and drinks enough to get himself in a situation with a random woman. As if that's not enough, he destroys his son's phone, injures himself in the hospital while visiting, and gets police visits.
Like all other supermoms out there, I want to believe that the world stops spinning if I'm not there participating. Hint - it doesn't.
This book reminded me of another that I didn't particularly care for, because they were written with the same plot line. David Charters' Trust Me, I'm A Banker, proposed what would happen if a man with bad intentions always had good stuff happen (until karma caught up). This one proposes what happens if a man -albeit, a very stupid man- with good intentions always has bad stuff happen (and surprise, karma catches up).
At a certain point, you begin to guess how the story will progress, what will go wrong, etc. And you won't guess wrong. By the end, it all gets wrapped up nicely, and we're all happy ever after, but just a bit wiser. It's the thing of romantic date movies. Romantic date movies that had Katherine Heigl or Renee Zellweger in them ...