I am WOMAN. Hear me roar.

I used to make my living in Advertising and by "used to", I mean a month and a half ago.

I find it incredibly amusing that my husband, who works for a visual effect studio, just got transferred to the "Commercial" division of the company. All the major advertising agencies in town send work their way and at the moment, business for this part of the company is just booming...

Not only is his first client the very same agency that I used manage, he's fourth and last in the peeking order. In other words, my husband has to produce the computer-animated visual effects as outlined by the director, based on the concepts developed by the ad agency, who receives direction and approvals from the Client... Are you exhausted yet?

By the way, at my former employ, I was that capital C Client... and LOVED it.

Being that this is his first foray in the world of advertising, my husband has been very frustrated. Earlier this week, he came home feeling particularly exasperated. He started a long vent that ended with...

"...and can you believe that the director didn't even sit down to give me feedback until 5:30 in the afternoon?"

A shout out to my advertising peeps who get how funny this is. For those of you who aren't in the know, feedback at 5:30 pm for something due at 8 am is not only typical, it's "the life".

I told him to go ahead and just move his hours from 10 am to midnight now, because it sucks to NOT be the capital C Client...

But don't cry for, Hubby, Argentina! The man actually thrives on this kind of stuff... and he has the coolest job ever. He always has.

Prior to this gig, he's worked on two animated feature films (one of which was Oscar nominated) and a television series.

I swear. Whenever new people inquired what we did for a living, they would be reasonably impressed by my job, but go nuts over his. I would be pushed aside as they clamored to hear more, more, more about Hubby!

This would lead into a discussion about where he went to school, his travels and grasp of a foreign language, his work in the video game industry, and his knowledge of all things great and geeky.

I admit he is a very interesting and delightful man. He's also very approachable, kind, intelligent, and socially well-adjusted. I don't blame them for loving him. I certainly do. Although if it wasn't already well established that I'm the "pretty one", I'd be seriously jealous of all the attention.

He may be the "smart one", but ironically when it comes to geeky consumerism, I rule! I have been responsible for the household purchases of...

1. the HD TV

2. the in-home Wireless LAN

3. our trendy, new cell phones

4. new laptops

5. our PDAs

6. the faster fiber optic Internet connection

I once replaced our DVD player a mere 20 minutes after the old one overheated and broke. I also purchased our gas grill as a birthday gift to myself.

The funny thing about the grill was that we'd been living without one for years. So long, in fact, that the outside gas connection had completely rusted. The cost of repairing and replacing the spout was about as much as the grill... but that's another story.

I finally decided to buy a grill when one of our friends mentioned that he could cook 30 hamburgers at once on his... So naturally, I had to buy one that could supposedly fit 40. Although we grill steaks fairly often, we don't even make hamburgers at home. I just wanted the bragging rights.

Maybe if I got more attention at parties, I wouldn't be this way...