Kids on TV
Oh boy, Fox TV just called. They're coming over to my house tomorrow morning to tape a segment on me and my book. Thing is, they want my kids to be in it too. That means I have to pray to the sibling rivalry gods that they won't be at each other's throats 20 seconds into the first segment. Might have to clear away some of the debris in the house so the camera crew can bull their way through. And since we're not talking radio interviews which I usually conduct in my cutoffs and a t-shirt,I have to actually look presentable. Let's see. Today's t-shirt had stains from fishing with squid this weekend, but a quick sniff test told mne it had been washed. Still, that won't do. And I'm missing an earring. note to self--wear two, preferably matching, tomorrow. Note to self #2, pry kids out of bed by nine so they don't saunter downstairs in the middle of the interview with bedhead, morning breath, groggy minds and cranky attitudes. Note to self #3: rub worry beads 100 times every hour. Note to self #4: tell self that whatever happens, it won't matter a hundred years from now. Wish me luck, people!
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