>> Monday, 29 June 2009
Picture the scene. I'm talking to Husband who is in Moscow, via Skype. (Bear with me, that detail is important...)
Me: "So, The Potty Diaries is featured on the Alpha Mummy website again today."
Husband: "Really? That's great! What's the web address so I can take a look?"
I tell him, he clicks away whilst we chat about other stuff...
Husband: "I see it."
I wait for him to ask me what it's all about, where the details I wrote about came from etc. There is a long pause.
Husband: "Gosh, so she died too?"
Me: .................... ???
I start to laugh.
Me: "Unbelievable. I tell you about a post from my blog being featured on the Times Online site - which is a pretty big deal, by the way - and you are more interested in checking out a photo of Farah Fawcett directly beneath it..."
Husband: "You're going to post about this, aren't you?"
Me: "You're dead meat."
Happily, I think there is very little chance of my ever getting carried away by a sense of my own importance...