Who Knew I Married The President?

Today's blog was inspired because Cody is working from home. I noticed an email he was working on where he needed to answer these two questions for an article he's being 'featured' in. 

             1. What got you interested in ultraviolet technology?

2. What got you interested in Engineering? 

I laughed out loud and then proceeded to stare at him, asking him with my smirk how the hell he was going to answer those questions. 

It was about a year or two ago that I realized I was married to the President. Not the real, actual, President of the United States of America of course, just a guy who seems to be as busy as the President. No joke. My co-workers lovingly refer to Cody as 'Prez.' 'Who you calling, Prez?' Then they hear his cell voicemail pick up and they chuckle. It's no joke being married to someone who's so busy and hard to reach. 

What does he do all day, why is he so busy? This is beyond me. 

The other reason I like to refer to him as Mr. President is because the guy is in hot demand. He travels like none other. Texas, Las Vegas, Chicago, Texas again. That was just last month. He is an Engineer, I had no idea this required so much traveling.  He's constantly writing papers and having them published in these Engineering Magazines that I wouldn't dare read. Companies ask for him specifically sometimes. 

I like to keep his head out of the clouds and remind him he's not that awesome. That's the wife's job, right? To keep her husband humble. I like to ask him things like 'What do you even do all day?' 'Why do you need to fly to (insert some city here) again?' Can't you just video chat for that meeting?' 'You work with poop, you know that right?' 'Wait, the dorky Engineering Magazine is doing an article about YOU? Why?' 'Seriously, you're not THAT important.' 

In all honesty I am proud of him and all his accomplishments. I know that his hard work and these trips he takes and these articles he writes are getting him out there and getting him where he wants to be. I am very aware that it's his hard work and dedication to water and poop help us live a comfortable lifestyle. 

But seriously, he could at least answer my phone calls. I am apparently after all, the First Lady.