Contrary to what you may have read on the web, ******* and I are not yet married, we are not vegetarians, and love does NOT mean never having to lift the toilet seat. (When the original article was published a couple of years ago, the writer, a good friend, used our actual names for his hypothetical “neighbors.” Tiff and I had great fun tweaking the frantic callers who rung us up to see if the rumors were true. I told them it happened because I was pregnant.)