Fun with My Schizo Wife Part 2
I was lucky enough to marry my muse.
I.. really am a dick. People might think I’m the nice one in this relationship, but I’m not.
A quick sketch portrait of my wife in the shower. Later colored by my wife!
Guess who got a Tumblr!
My wife’s been kicking the idea of creating her own Tumblr account for some time, especially since this Tumblr account is, as she put it delicately, “completely a boy’s Tumblr.” I was going to come up with a snappy comeback, but upon reflection, I realized she was completely right.
(^This Girl.)
So, you guys should really check it out! In case you need a refresher on why she’s so damned entertaining: she co-creates FindChaos with me, and despite her vehement denial, she’s damned well a co-creator of ChaosLife. You can’t exactly help me write and color something consistently every week without getting some of the freaking credit. Also, you might recognize her from frequent appearances in said comic as “my schizo wife,” and as the one who doesn’t break sites. Totally worth the follow.
Word Salad
I know I mention my wife’s schizophrenia a lot. However, I’ll admit that it’s a little biased, because I have my own problems. Nothing I would openly own up to except to my wife or very, very close friends, but I will say a major factor of it: “Word (god damned) Salad.” In any given day, I will thoroughly screw up at least 5-10 times a day. Which sucks, because I am really freaking glib.
Today’s example, whilst my wife was about to cut up a mango:
Me: I’ll go get the… …the.. blue. (This was supposed to be “wooden cutting board,” and how it became “blue:” I don’t have a clue.)
K: Yeah, thanks!
Because that’s what defines an awesome marriage. I can say “blue” to her and she knows exactly what I mean. I don’t even know how many other words I fuck up, she just understands me so well that our conversations carry on just fine. I guess the moral to this story is: I love my wife.
It’s been a while since we’ve touched on the schizophrenia topic, so here you go!
(To be fair, she has only told a waiter to their face once or twice)
Apparently I am a jerk. I might have bruised K’s hips. A bit.
Took a short walk in the woods today - snapped a rare photo of the two of us together, plus a lone shot each. My wife makes me so happy.
Also, saw a groundhog. It didn’t want a picture taken.
Seriously, that thing was giving us the stink-eye the entire time. Critics. Also, please note the reblog, I didn’t caption my own photo as awesome. That’d be.. weird.
My reaction to hearing we’re going to try Bacon flavored beer is mixed.
Guess what we’re going to try! …Oh god.
