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Submitted on Thu, Mar 26, 2009
I had to get a root canal this morning. Joy. I was really pissed when I got the news about this last week- after all, I'm in my 30's- and for some reason, I figure that this is a procedure that happens for REALLY old people. Guess not.
Now, I've talked pretty openly that whenever I have any fears- I always pray to my dead Dad... Today- those requests were basic things; from hoping the pain isn't too much, to showing me a sign if I'm NOT supposed to have the procedure.
Submitted on Fri, Mar 20, 2009
So- I have signed the contract for my one woman show to come back to the stage.. and I'm freaking out a little bit. Not because of performance anxiety- but because the P.R. for this show is ALL up to ME. If people are going to find out about this, or AREN'T going to find out about this- it's all on my shoulders. So this means- internet marketing.
Submitted on Tue, Mar 17, 2009
I was a little scared after I submitted my posting yesterday- I aired some very private information about a former relationship in hopes of shedding light on domestic abuse.
Submitted on Mon, Mar 16, 2009
I didn't want to be one of millions thinking they can judge a situation from afar. There are two sides to every story, blah blah blah.... But when I heard that Rihanna went back to Chris Brown after he was arrested for assaulting her, I actually got a stomach ache. Not because I know her and think she can do better, or because I hate Chris Brown- but because I've been there.
Submitted on Thu, Mar 12, 2009
So it has come to my attention- by my Mom and my brother no less- that my blog has been sounding a bit "bitter and whiney".
Bitter and Whiney? But I'm the Positive News lady?
Then I went back and looked at some of my recent writings. Let's see.... I bitch about Business Traveler's being jerks, BMW drivers riding my bumper, and not getting more time when introducing Liz Gilbert.
Submitted on Wed, Mar 11, 2009
I have come to a conclusion: People who drive BMW's have anger management issues. I'm serious. I have never met a person in a BMW who didn't ride my ass, or whiz by me so dangerously close and fast that they nearly caused an accident. I'm a pretty good driver. (My husband calls it "aggressive".) So if I'm saying someone ELSE is aggressive- they must really be driving with a purpose!
Submitted on Tue, Mar 10, 2009
Last night- I got to meet author Liz Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love) at an event in Chicago. I was the host who also facilitated a question and answer session afterwards. I admit that I hadn't read her book before being asked to do this event; for some reason, I was purposely NOT reading it. It had been given to me years ago, and just sat on my book shelf. Somewhere I'd heard that she had this huge trust fund and traveled for a year to find herself.
"Must be nice," I thought. "No kids- no job- endless funds".
Submitted on Sun, Mar 08, 2009
I was driving home late last night, when I saw a terrible accident. A man who had apparently gotten hit by a car, was sprawled across the road- his head was bleeding, and he seemed to be unconcsious.
I slowed down and unrolled my window.
Submitted on Fri, Mar 06, 2009
I'm a pretty frequent flyer. I used to travel every single weekend for my job at CBS. New York or Los Angeles- I was on a plane every Friday and home by Sunday night. I understand being in that rut where you don't want to talk to strangers, or feel like making new buddies because you are sitting next to them on a plane. Traveling every week is exhausting. But the Business Traveler (and I capitalize this because they think they are so entitled that they'd DESERVE to be capitalized..) can be such an asshole. Not just at the airport, but in the hotel.
Submitted on Tue, Mar 03, 2009
I was working hard today on a deadline for a book I am writing (not mine, someone else's) and an email came through from Robin Meade- anchor for CNN Headline News- or as they like to call it now HLN. She offered to give me a quote for my book for the third printing, so it could be added to the jacket, which is a huge honor.
I thought I would share it with you now...
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