So, I thought it would be appropriate if I prepared my husband for what MIGHT happen to me some day, if.. let's say.. Good Morning America has a shortage of hedgehog blogging mamas that they need to interview. Even if I haven't written a cookbook or any book for that matter, doesn't mean that I won't or can't. And if I do, it will be "Happy Life according to the Hedgehog" or something like that.
So, I made him watch the clips. In between preparing for the next day's sermon and studying for his Greek I modular, he managed to humor me by watching the Pioneer woman make a pot roast.
"Do you think you can handle it when I get famous, honey?"
On Monday, he doesn't even forget, "Did Good Morning America call yet?"
And then I start whining. "You know that new blogger, Emily@under $1000amonth made $1,000 last month on ads?" ( where IS your blog, by the way??)
"So, that's good. She needs the money, you know. We make more than $1,000 a month.."
"Yeah.. but.. I think I make like $13.00 a month or something."
"It's just because YOU haven't been discovered yet.."
"That's good thing, eh? Who has time for fame and glory and money anyway..?"
Not us. Nope not us. But now he's prepared, just in case. I warned him.