All in Fun

Forget Unicorn Moms, I Wanna Be a Flamingo

Unicorns are rare, marvelous creatures. Kinda mystical, mysterious, magical (wow, lots of “M” words). Who doesn’t want to be mysterious and magical?? But I’ve had an epiphany during this existential crisis I’ve been working through over the past two years. And after much consideration, meditation, and internal debate brought about by having too much time on my hands while not writing, I’ve come to the conclusion that as much as I want to be mysterious and marvelous, I don’t relate to unicorns.

Speak, Woman!

I had to quit creating. If I’m being honest, I haven’t had words to express the creative funk I’ve been in over the past two years. As a writer and comedian, honesty and transparency are the roads used to carry us past boundaries. At some point, I realized that honesty comes at a price I wasn’t willing to pay. Speaking my truth, even in the name of comedy, has come to mean that someone who disagrees could cause me to lose everything. I didn’t know how to move forward.

Quarantine Chic

If a tree falls in the forest and there’s no one around to hear it, do I have to wake up before 8 am, shower, and put on deodorant? Asking for a friend. Me. I’m asking for me. I’ve looked like a bridge troll for the better part of four weeks. My poor children are probably tired of smelling me. Nah, they’re dirty too.

Grownup Questions

Grownups have more life experience than kids. That’s a well-known fact that I’m pretty sure science has proven. But there are some questions that I still don’t have the answer to, even with the additional day or two on this planet. If you or someone you love can answer any of the questions that follow please leave a comment. It’s almost keeping me up at night.

Hey, Beautiful

Welcome home, friend.  Here’s a drink, have a seat, and relax.  You can even take your bra off if you want.  Let those puppies loose.  No judgment here. Hope you brought some stretchy pants cuz it’s gonna get deliciously crazy.