Had a conversation with John this morning that went something like this:
Me: So, what do you think are the chances of Sarah Palin being our next president?
(You know, because I am SO politically-minded that I often speculate about upcoming elections over breakfast.)
John: I'd say her chances are about zero. I mean, come on, she has a reality show.
(With clear and obvious disdain for reality shows. Which I take issue with, because there are some really good ones out there. Like, Real Housewives of Atlanta, 16 & Pregnant, and okay, I'll stop now.)
Me: So? I'd be all about having a reality show, you know, if they wanted to show me running around in my sweatpants, taking care of a baby, trying to work, and falling asleep on the couch at 9:30.
(Because who wouldn't tune in for that?)
John: Oh, I'm sure you'd find a way to make it funny-looking.
Well, THANK YOU, HONEY. Clearly my talent in life is making things "funny-looking."
You and AG are so lucky to have me.
8 hours ago