I'm not sure if I can finish this book. I picked it up because it's got a clever title and I was wondering what advice a funny married couple might dish out about marriage. Obviously, they get the tone of mine with their title. But a few chapters into it, I'm feeling like I would not hit it off with this Jewish Hollywood couple. I find their self-deprecating remarks a little fake. It seems obvious to me that Annablle is a diva and Jeff wants her no matter how much crap she puts him through. In one breath, they'll tell you how CRAZY they can be, and in the next they are talking about how successful they are (She was in a Seinfeld episode! He produces and writes TV shows! John Cusack crashed at his house!)


When they started talking about kinky sex involving a lobster claw-shaped oven mitt, I unfortunately looked at the authors' photo on the dust jacket. I don't like to imagine these two having sex, as I do not find either of them attractive.

So I am slogging through half-heartedly because it's either this or essays about science on my bedside table and my brain would rather go with the junk food book just before bed.