This is the third time I've almost been on a talk show. The last time, Dr. Phil was doing a show on opposites (couples who have virutally nothing in common). We had a camera crew scheduled to come to our home, arrangements to fly into LAX, a limo set up to take us to the studio in Burbank--the works. My husband said, "Think about it: If you think it's a good idea, I think it's a bad one. We're opposites, remember???" Oh, yeah. THAT. I had to call the producer back and tell her we couldn't make it.
This e-mail came today, and I swear I have absolutely no recollection of having ever sent them any such e-mail. I must've though, because I doubt they just instinctively know that I'm a big spender. Unless the producer just happens to hang out at the Mervyn's in my small town, seven days a week, that is :
We are currently working on an extreme spending show and I came across your email about how you are a big spender.
Do you love to shop? Do you charge everything on credit cards? Do you always carry a balance on your credit cards?
If so, please email me back ASAP with a photo of yourself!
Dr. Phil Show
Dr. Phil Show
I can see it now: In his usual sarcastic tone, Dr. Phil asks, "How's this working for you?" I tell him it's working great for me... but my husband? Not so much. Like, my spending makes his brain bleed just a little bit. And that he was particularly upset that I had to buy a new outfit for the show, get my hair colored and highlighted, a facial, eyebrows waxed, nails done, teeth whitened, botox, and a body wrap to take off excess inches....... all of this while he's been out of work for two months with a bad back. Oh, yeah, and more brain bleeding ensued.
So, um... thanks but no thanks, Dr. Phil? Better luck next time?