September, 2009

Last Friday I turned Thirty… Three. Considering there are so many shifts and changes in my world, including a show/job that has taken me to New York this week, my birthday was really wonderful, sweet, and happy…. It’s hard to believe that 15 years ago, I moved to this city in the hopes of becoming an “act-toorrr.” I wanted to do “theee-Ate-er,” wear black, smoke cigarettes, and “act from my soulllll….” Okay, I wasn’t that affected, but I did smoke cigarettes… a habit I picked up after my freshman RA at NYU introduced us to the Silver Bullet Deli that would happily deliver cigarettes and a bottle of water at ...Read More
A long time ago, I wrote a post for Momlogic about the Handmedown dilemma that I think every mom experiences. Whether you’re the Hand-me-down “Pitcher” (offering your kid’s puke stained bouncer and onesie), or the Hand-me-down “Catcher” (receiving your friend’s kid’s puke stained bouncer and onesie), knowing and understanding the HMD protocol can be a little anxiety provoking…. At least for me. (Shocker). My dear friend Norah and her partner Jane, however, have created a website that I think takes the anxiety out of what to do with that ridiculously annoying swing (that you secretly let your child sleep in for 9 months because you swear that sleep experts really ...Read More
Well, if you haven’t noticed by now, I’ve had a face lift…. I know I’m a little young, but it was time. This new look is waaay cuter and frankly, makes my butt look fantastic. Ha. Okay, fine. My butt’s still well, butt-y, but I am digging the blog revamp thanks to the Design Girl who did an awesome job. With a new blog design and my 33 birthday just a few days away, it’s only fitting that my driver’s license expired and it was time for a renewal (i.e. New Photo baby!) Taking your photo at the DMV can be very stressful. First of all, the people ...Read More
I imagine that in most cities, like Wichita for instance, you’ll probably get a “Hello!” or “Well, good morning, Bob!… Good morning, Jan!” as you pass a stranger or neighbor on the street (or farm). But here in LA, it’s very hit and miss. Occasionally, there’s a “Hey” or a head nod if you’re on a hike or doing the Santa Monica Stairs and see the same (gorgeous, out of work actor) person 14 times in a row (Please. Who am I kidding. 7. My max on those effing stairs has been 7. So?) It’s not that I’m cold and aloof. I want to be a sweet citizen… a part of ...Read More