The aired interview is over

So it wasn't awful. But it wasn't great, either. It was fine. Nice. I sounded a little squeaky and nervous. And the editors were taking the weekend off, apparently. Because they didn't edit out the "off-camera" sort of talk. Like the part where the interviewer said, "Becca, you're doing great." And I said, "If we're going long, feel free to edit out whatever makes me sound like an idiot." That part was not edited out. It was played. Twice, in fact. Once as we went to commercial, and again as we came back. 

And the part where he asked me to tell what the next project was, and as I began to answer, the music played right over my words. 

These are the things that give us a sense of humor. And remind us that we're not such a big fat deal after all.