Monthly Archives: January 2014

Caught on Tape

It is a common relationship problem to be caught fighting with your partner in a place where you shouldn’t, it is a uniquely comedy wife problem to be caught fighting with your partner on a podcast.

I was having one of those weeks. I affectionately like to call this particular time “Don’t poke the bear week.” It’s no big deal, I can do anything from horseback riding to aerial gymnastics, but I’m more likely to be on the couch eating chocolate. And I can certainly contain the rage bubbling just under the surface of my pleasant demeanor, but be warned that it is wise to avoid poking the bear.

don’t poke the angry vulture

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Are we all reading Longbourn yet? The current Comedy Wives book club book, Longbourn, by Jo Baker is based on the events detailed in our beloved Pride and Prejudice. (Yes, that is where you know that name from!) The story is told this time from the perspective of ‘downstairs’, the long suffering staff of the Bennet’s entailed-away-to- cousin-Collins home.

I will not be talking about Longbourn yet, because I want to give ‘yall a chance to read it. Today I’m going to talk about something that has really captured my imagination lately: indoor plumbing. Continue reading

Toilet Humor

We got a new toilet, Mike live-tweeted the whole thing. It was not widely re-tweeted. Turns out that not that many of our friends and followers want to hear about our bathroom adventures.


As I see it, the world of romance is sharply divided between couples who enjoy toilet humor and couples who don’t. Mike and I fall squarely into the former category. Not only do we fart in front of each other, but we’ll fart and then start singing a song about it. Continue reading

Can’t be f***ed soup

This soup! So easy, lazy and good. I probably make it more than once a week. There are just so many nights when I can’t be bothered to cook.  I say to my comedy fiancé, how about I just make that soup? And he actually gets excited. Every time! He loves this soup, sometimes he even requests it. I think our running title at home is soup of destiny, but we call a lot of things that. I like it too, even though I usually feel like I really got away with something when I make it. A bit of peeling, throw everything in a pot, and then wait one hour, it couldn’t be easier. Ready? Let’s make soup! Continue reading