Did I mention that one of my shirts was on Good Morning America?

In case you needed the link …. It’s the shirt on the baby crying hysterically. 

But onto more important things.  I’m freaking out.  Freaking out.  FREAKING OUT.

I have to write a review of Pride and Prejudice over at PBS.  I know.  I KNOW!!  FREAKING OUT.  What were they thinking?  Sure The Baby sleeps with my Jane Austen doll and The Boy climbs into my lap and asks me to read Jane Austen.  Other qualifications?  I hardly think that repeated viewings of Pride and Prejudice on Saturday mornings (Saturday morning cartoons for the single girl) constitute any experience in All Things Jane.  So The Husband asks me if I have decided on what to write.

K:  I’m going back and forth between a 2008 Match.com leading man comparison and saying Darcy was an ass.

Silence.

D:  Yeah, do you think that is such a good idea?
K:  But he was.  And Lizzie forgave him too soon.  And what about her?  Desperate to believe that oh-so-sad story Wickham was sporting.

Silence.

K:  She reminds me of someone.

Silence.

K:  Oh, no.
D:  Yes.
K:  I.  Am.  Lizzie.
D:  Yes.  Yes, you are.
K:  Crap.
D:  You know, you are quick to say Darcy was an ass.  There were class issues there that I think you just don’t understand.

Silence.Heavy, heavy silence.

Mr. Left Coast is telling me about class issues? Um, I don’t think HE dated the Choate alum. Thank you very much.

K: Don’t. Just don’t. Don’t lecture ME about Pride and Prejudice.
D: I’m just saying that maybe you should think before you call Darcy an ass. That’s all I’m saying.

Well, thank God that’s all he is saying….

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