I remember the night Matt Weiner called the house to welcome Jonathan to his staff of writers for Mad Men season 4.
“Honey, it’s Matt Weiner!” I whisper-shouted. “NOT his assistant!”
I was so happy for my husband. Madmen was the best show on television. His career was taking off. OK, the real reason for the twinkle in my eye? I knew we’d probably get to go to the Emmys. Hey, I’d spent the past 2 years as a stay-at-home mom and we had another bun in the oven. I usually had dirty fingernails and something crusty on my clothing. I was due for some glamour.
Flash-forward through a grueling year. We rarely saw each other. At the end of it all, Madmen had been nominated for Best Drama. My first feeling was happiness. The second was relief. The third feeling was intense anxiety.
I had nothing to wear. Continue Reading…
