This week, Spousal Advisory turns into a game show! We put our relationship to the test with a series of questions to find out who really knows their spouse best. From favorite foods to embarrassing habits and everything in between, there are plenty of laughs, a few surprises, and maybe even some unexpected revelations. Play along with us and see if you can predict our answers before we do. Who will take home the bragging rights? Tune in to find out! 🏆💕

Nobody sets out to trick their partner... but somehow, when we're dating, we all end up selling the "limited edition best version" of ourselves.

In Episode 3 of Spousal Advisory, we dive into the accidental catfishing that happens in almost every relationship. From pretending we love hiking, to hiding our weird habits, to acting way more chill than we actually are, we explore why people unconsciously create a dating persona and what happens when real life eventually crashes the party.

We'll share our own stories of the masks we wore, the surprises we discovered after moving in together, and why revealing your authentic self can feel both terrifying and hilarious. Is it deception? Is it human nature? Or is dating basically a six-month free trial before the software updates?

Join us as we unpack the gap between who we are when we're trying to be chosen and who we are when we're comfortable enough to leave dishes in the sink and sing off-key in the car.

Because sometimes the biggest catfish in your relationship is the version of yourself you thought you had to be.

In this installment of Spousal Advisory, we attempt to graduate into our newest job title: Parents. Spoiler alert: there is no onboarding, only chaos.Episode 2 follows the early days of newborn life where time becomes abstract, coffee becomes a personality trait, and love expands in ways nobody warns you about (including the part where we Google “is this normal” at 3:14 a.m. for the seventh time). Between diaper negotiations, whispered arguments that escalate way too fast for how little sleep we’ve had, and the sudden realization that babies do not respect schedules, we discover that teamwork is now less “romantic partnership” and more “emergency response unit with snacks.”Somewhere in the blur of feedings and tiny socks that disappear into another dimension, we start to figure it out. Kind of. Mostly. Ish.It’s tender, it’s unhinged, and it’s powered entirely by adrenaline, love, and the faint sound of a baby monitor judging us from another room.