3.0

Like many people, I've followed Ree Drummond on her blog, The Pioneer Woman. She's hysterically funny and I enjoy many of her anecdotes and recipes. This story was originally published in installments on her blog and I read it then and found it entertaining. As a book, however, it falls a little bit short.

Ree is head over heels in love with her husband and I love that she is honest about it. It's incredibly refreshing in these days when so many place little value on marriage and fidelity. She chronicles the story of how she and Marlboro Man met, courted and married and all the little ups and downs in between. It's romantic and funny and surprisingly clean.

It's also heavy on the cheesy, Harlequin-esque heaving bosoms-type romance. At times it reads like a teenager's diary, rather than a story of a twenty-something woman. We get a lot of weak knees, strong biceps and heavy sighs. Marlboro Man is absolutely perfect with no flaws whatsoever and a bit too good to be true.

I think it could have used some better editing and I expected it to have been a little more fleshed out. I also think having both of their accounts, rather than just Ree's first-person perspective would make this a richer story. But still, it's an honest, funny and forthright account of the love story of a well-known and well-loved blogger. Fans of The Pioneer Woman will love it. Others will find it a light, sweet escape.