I have obsessed about my weight for the majority of my life. I think about it from the moment I wake up, through the day, into the night. I weigh myself every morning and can almost always guess my weight before the number flashes. When I search back in the darkening corners of my mind, there are dim memories of early childhood where I wasn’t like this.
It’s taken me a very long time for this concept to sink in.
I hate this picture.
My arms/belly/face looks too fat.
Why did I eat that fourth piece of pizza?
I’ve had the opportunity to meet and work with some incredibly talented women in comedy. One of those women is Alyssa Limperis.
She is the first of several interviews that I will be sharing spotlighting stories, experiences, and overall views of comedy. Continue reading “Funnier Broad: Alyssa Limperis”
Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve written a post. I’ve been flooded with emails (I haven’t) from all my fans (there’s not many) demanding a NEW BLOG (never happened)! I’ve succumbed to your collective pressure.
Like the mother tomato said to the baby tomato that fell behind, let’s ketchup! There’s been an awful lot going on in my life over the past few months, and it’s all been very positive. It’s a nice change from the soul crushing winter where the most fun I had was taking a shower. It was awful; glad it’s over. So…..what have I been up to? Continue reading “Funny Girl”
I looked at my calendar today to confirm that it is indeed February 18, 2014. I did this because I was almost convinced that I had inadvertently travelled back to the 1950’s. Why would I think that, you ask? Well, you’re going to find out!
Being single at the age of 34 isn’t really the same life plan as most, if not all, of my friends. This has become glaringly obvious at times that I want to get out of the house during the week and do something fun. Nothing too crazy, maybe dinner and a drink? However, trying to wrangle someone out of their cozy love nests that they have is somewhat impossible. I’m not blaming them at all. Actually, I would be doing the same thing if I had a +1 at home to talk to/watch tv with/wear pajamas with. It’s the worst winter ever and no one wants to go out. I get it. I have been relegated to staring at my 4 walls all winter and I’m getting serious cabin fever. At this point, I think I’m kind of on par with Jack Torrance (minus the fabulous hotel, of course). Continue reading “I Want Your Sex(ism)”