PART TWO (of six): I tell my son

Barbie calls and tells me she is submitting my skype tape to the production reps. 

But now I'm starting to have doubts. Do I want that much of my life out there? What if I come across miserably? What if I look wimpy on TV?

I tell Alexander.

"Oh, wow. That's so exciting," he says. Maybe you'll be a breakout star. Like Snookie for old people."

And then he goes on.

"Hey, maybe they'll follow you around — get to know a little about your life."

"Here's Lyn at home. Her friend is coming over soon. They are going to watch a movie. Let's watch with her."

"Lyn's now playing Words With Friends. She's a great player. Let's take a look."

"Is anyone helping you?" That's Lyn at work; she's so articulate.

"Lyn's having an argument with Verizon. Let's listen in and see if she'll get her refund."

"Here she is at a BAFTA screening. Let's watch as she announces the film and tells the audience to turn off their cell phones. She's good, isn't she?"

Okay, okay. I get it. My life is boring. At least to my 25-year-old son.

While I'm on the phone an email arrives.

Hey Lyn, 

Great news - the producers from team Studio X want to meet you! See below for info, but also reply and confirm this time still works for you.

I make the first cut.