

They never called. They never wrote. I am not the Funniest Mom in America ... at least not officially. But if you think I am, just send me some money and maybe it will amount to the $50K I woulda coulda shoulda won in the contest. Dang it. I was really looking forward to a career in stand-up comedy. The late nights, jeers from the crowd, humiliation, low pay. Wait a minute. That sounds like motherhood. Maybe I already am a stand up comic. Hmm...
Now back to poop. We went to visit my Aunt Leslie and Uncle Mike in Arroyo Grande (central coast) for 2 days. The dog below is their Labradoodle, Stella, in mid-run chasing a frisbee. But doesn't it look like she is pooping?

And there I am in my flannel pajamas for the ride home. Apparently, I only brought one pair of jeans and they got spit up all over them (Thanks Shiloh). This is just how I roll.

P.S. I may not have won America's Funniest Mom, but did you know that I won Time Magazine's "Person of the Year!" Pin It Now!
 
 


 
 



 Welcome friends, family, randoms, lurkers, blog addicts, fellow desperate moms, and Bono. This blog consists of mostly funny stuff that will make you feel better about yourself. Lots of mom comedy, non-Kodak moments, and un-fashion tips. On Wednesdays I write about my life as a former childhood actress complete with posts about how the entertainment business works, actors I met (or stalked), people and animals I worked with, my Hollywood friends, and photos of former teen heartthrobs. And if that’s not enough to draw you in to follow me . . . I have done some amazing giveaways. A rubber chicken, millions of doll hairs, and unlimited supplies of air. Come join the party.
Welcome friends, family, randoms, lurkers, blog addicts, fellow desperate moms, and Bono. This blog consists of mostly funny stuff that will make you feel better about yourself. Lots of mom comedy, non-Kodak moments, and un-fashion tips. On Wednesdays I write about my life as a former childhood actress complete with posts about how the entertainment business works, actors I met (or stalked), people and animals I worked with, my Hollywood friends, and photos of former teen heartthrobs. And if that’s not enough to draw you in to follow me . . . I have done some amazing giveaways. A rubber chicken, millions of doll hairs, and unlimited supplies of air. Come join the party.
 



 


 
 
 

1 comments:
what in the.... I thought I won "Person of the year"...?
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