Are you sick of me yet?
Oh. I am.
This is my 15th consecutive day writing. 15 days done. 15 to go. I can be an optimist about this writing challenge or a pessimist. Is the glass half full or is the glass half empty? Is there difficulty in opportunity or opportunity in difficulty?
Is this Scott Burton or Prince Harry?
As far as celebrities go, Scott doesn’t really look like anyone. He can pull off Halloween characters – Jorah Mormont from Game of Thrones, Zach Morris from Saved by the Bell, Volleyball scene Ice Man from Top Gun, and Prince William – but he’s never really looked like anyone.
And then Scott grew a beard.
And then Prince Harry grew a beard.
And then I got a text from my dear friend and talented photographer, Carmen Carver.
Carmen does have an eye.
The more I googled Prince Harry, the more I cropped him next to Scott’s pictures. I couldn’t stop laughing. I’m married to a Prince! America’s Prince.
Harry. Scott. Scott. Harry.
I couldn’t figure it out. Harry showed up in Instagram, Facebook, the grocery store line and my bed. Just kidding. Sorta. Why was Prince Harry’s face everywhere? What did he do now?
I married the American version first.