From Publishers Weekly
Being a slacker wife isn't all fun and games. For one thing, she still has to do the grocery shopping, buy the birthday presents and coordinate the family's schedule. But she does get to ignore dirt on the floor, focus on her career and enjoy a girls-only weekend from time to time. Mead-Ferro charmed readers with her Confessions of a Slacker Mom last year, and she's just as terrific in this follow-up as she dispenses comforting advice while still being one of the girls. She adroitly addresses many of the issues confronting modern wives today, from the "thankless if not completely invisible chores... on my list simply because I am the wife," to the covers of certain women's magazines at the checkout line, which "make forty-four-year-old women like myself want to hang ourselves from the rafters with a thong." Mead-Ferro's witty remarks and her book's lighthearted title belie her seriousness as she speaks of the importance of letting go of society's unending pressure to maintain the immaculate lifestyle and letting yourself—and your kids—get dirty and enjoy life. Mead-Ferro's book is a refreshing complement to the hundreds of titles out there that explain how to do it all perfectly. (Apr. 15) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
Deseret Morning News 3/25/05
"Satirical yet logical take on marriage...Mead-Ferro writes with flair."
Book Description
By the author of Confessions of a Slacker Mom, hilarious reflections on being a"good wife" in a world of high expectations "I often thought to myself, 'If I really want to compete with these guys, I need a wife,'" begins Muffy Mead-Ferro in this ode to the women everywhere who are trying to take care of husbands, children, houses, jobs, bosses, clients, customers-and, oh yes, themselves! In lieu of that much-needed wife of her own, Mead-Ferro finds solace, sanity, and even success by embracing her famous tendency toward slackerdom. Full of personal anecdotes and real-wife wisdom, her latest Confessions offers precious comic relief and an invitation for wives everywhere to join the ranks! A slacker wife has the wisdom to accept the following: that a little dirt on her kitchen floor doesn't hurt anyone, that wrinkles on her husband's shirt and on her face are perfectly natural and not worth worrying about, that party guests can be just as happy with a bowl of chips as an elaborate salmon mousse, and that over-scheduled equals under-happy. Above all, a slacker wife lets herself have fun being a wife. She has girls' weekends, orders take-out, and takes leisurely walks. And as a result, she, her husband, and her family are happier and healthier-even with a dirty kitchen floor and a wrinkled shirt.
About the Author
Author of the best-selling Confessions of a Slacker Mom, Muffy Mead-Ferro was born into a fourth generation cattle ranching family that has been raising Herefords in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, since the turn of the century. She traded her tractor for a typewriter and has been an advertising copywriter and creative director ever since. She and her husband, Michael, along with kids Belle and Joe live in Salt Lake City, Utah.
Confessions of a Slacker Wife FROM THE PUBLISHER
By the author of Confessions of a Slacker Mom, hilarious reflections on being a"good wife" in a world of high expectations
"I often thought to myself, 'If I really want to compete with these guys, I need a wife,'" begins Muffy Mead-Ferro in this ode to the women everywhere who are trying to take care of husbands, children, houses, jobs, bosses, clients, customers-and, oh yes, themselves! In lieu of that much-needed wife of her own, Mead-Ferro finds solace, sanity, and even success by embracing her famous tendency toward slackerdom. Full of personal anecdotes and real-wife wisdom, her latest Confessions offers precious comic relief and an invitation for wives everywhere to join the ranks!
A slacker wife has the wisdom to accept the following: that a little dirt on her kitchen floor doesn't hurt anyone, that wrinkles on her husband's shirt and on her face are perfectly natural and not worth worrying about, that party guests can be just as happy with a bowl of chips as an elaborate salmon mousse, and that over-scheduled equals under-happy. Above all, a slacker wife lets herself have fun being a wife. She has girls' weekends, orders take-out, and takes leisurely walks. And as a result, she, her husband, and her family are happier and healthier-even with a dirty kitchen floor and a wrinkled shirt.
Author Biography: Author of the best-selling Confessions of a Slacker Mom, Muffy Mead-Ferro was born into a fourth generation cattle ranching family that has been raising Herefords in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, since the turn of the century. She traded her tractor for a typewriter and has been an advertising copywriter and creative director ever since. She and her husband, Michael, along with kids Belle and Joe live in Salt Lake City, Utah.
FROM THE CRITICS
Publishers Weekly
Being a slacker wife isn't all fun and games. For one thing, she still has to do the grocery shopping, buy the birthday presents and coordinate the family's schedule. But she does get to ignore dirt on the floor, focus on her career and enjoy a girls-only weekend from time to time. Mead-Ferro charmed readers with her Confessions of a Slacker Mom last year, and she's just as terrific in this follow-up as she dispenses comforting advice while still being one of the girls. She adroitly addresses many of the issues confronting modern wives today, from the "thankless if not completely invisible chores... on my list simply because I am the wife," to the covers of certain women's magazines at the checkout line, which "make forty-four-year-old women like myself want to hang ourselves from the rafters with a thong." Mead-Ferro's witty remarks and her book's lighthearted title belie her seriousness as she speaks of the importance of letting go of society's unending pressure to maintain the immaculate lifestyle and letting yourself-and your kids-get dirty and enjoy life. Mead-Ferro's book is a refreshing complement to the hundreds of titles out there that explain how to do it all perfectly. (Apr. 15) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Mead-Ferro follows up last year's hit, Confessions of a Slacker Mom (featured in the Mother's Day roundup, LJ 4/15/04), with this collection of observations on what it means to be a wife in 21st-century America. Naturally, her commentaries frequently size up the role of the modern-day husband and father and whether or how far feminism has carried both sexes in terms of their daily interactions and responsibilities in the family. With her background in advertising, the author also imparts her insight into what's really behind our obsession with cleanliness, female beauty, and Martha Stewart-style entertaining. Written with humor and honesty, this work deserves a place in most women's studies collections. Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Inane, self-justifying sequel to Confessions of a Slacker Mom (2004). Mead-Ferro, who lives with her two children and second husband in the suburbs of Salt Lake City, urges mothers and wives to transcend pettiness and artificiality-in ten essays that obsess over her dirty house, boob jobs and "prioritizing" her duties. These chatty pieces, sprinkled throughout with anecdotes, might be imaginatively witty, even original, if the author had any gift at all for stylish satire a la Erma Bombeck. Instead, Mead-Ferro is a writer of niceties, a startled throwback to the olden days before the 1970s who is still asking herself why she has to be called Mrs. Michael Ferro or why she has to be the one to RSVP to invitations and write the family Christmas cards. (Message to the author: You don't.) On the other hand, hearkening back to her childhood on a farm in Wyoming, she remembers that her mother didn't worry about a dirty floor or concocting gourmet dinners. In "Can We Talk Dirty?" the author makes the revolutionary decision to stop washing her hair every day because it's healthier and saves time. Elsewhere she considers the convenience of separate beds for her and her husband. Is this 44-year-old turning into her mother? Well, Mom probably didn't have plastic surgery that left her with "a pair of oranges in a pair of socks." Nor would she be likely to admit, as Mead-Ferro does in "I Knew There Was Something I Forgot to Do Today!" that she visited a kinky-toys shop with her girlfriends. The author's main problem is that she's not nearly as provocative as she thinks she is. "Old Enough to Know Better" purports to explore women's susceptibility to the images of perpetual youthful beauty bombardingthem on TV and in print, but Mead-Ferro tells us a friend's husband left her because "she let herself go," without exploring the contradictory connotations of this expression. Hackneyed prose, confused ideas. Author tour