Okay, when I did the cafe mom studios comedy show ( hit the previous words to see the playlist of the 5 that have posted so far) end of last year all of the gals were funny. BUT, Vicki Barbolak won my heart. My husband and I keep quoting her jokes. She was very sweet offstage and then brought the laughs on stage. She won NIck’s “Funniest Mom” contest and for good reason. Believe me, comics don’t LOVE other comics, and when I see lists of funny mom bloggers, I’m usually like, “eh, not so much” But, Vicki is the real funny deal. ENJOY.
Love decorating the tree with them.
Love going to kitschy Holiday gatherings where we all dress up.
Love their excitement on all things Christmas.
Let’s see if YOU love all things Christmas. I was just sent this video of a Christmas song by Richard Honig, the self proclaimed “Mister Rogers of Spiritual Pop” . I bet it goes viral.
Yes, you heard me right. Here is how I did it. ( sort of) It really worked ( sort of)
I also bribed him with a doggie. Lots him grunting on the john “mama, ( bearing down, then release) Can I have a doggie now?”
Ironically, once he was fully toilet trained he said he didn’t want a doggie.
Me: Why not?
Rex: ” I don’t want to clean up their poo.”
See, no one does.
I’ve been quiet the last few days since 1) did stand up for the first time in a while– really fun. Met some HILARIOUS women. 2) the stress of the restaurant closing and dealing with an addiction issue in my families has caused me to have the MOST debilitating back problems I’ve ever had AND I got shingles. I’m about to dash to the 2nd doctors appointment of the day, but I know I needed a chuckle, maybe you do to. Here is the lates episode that I did with cafe mom studios. Please share! I have two words for it: Fun- ny.
Sometimes it pays off to do a search of yourself on youtube. I just stumbled across this interview I did years ago. It was pre Rex because I have shorter hair and I was a size smaller. Done in NYC I’ve never seen it. Kind of fun. Enjoy
I was pregnant when I taped this, but this issue has not died. How can I make my daughter understand the difference between laughing with and laughing at? And furthermore what strength it gives you when people can laugh at you? Not in a belittling way but in a “There is nothing you can say that hurts me because I am already aware of my shortcomings” way, which is the inner voice of all comics.
Well, she is only 3.
A couple of years ago, I was performing at the Comedy Store on Sunset Blvd. in LA. A male comic came on later and brought the house down, the kind of rolling, “I think I may pee” funny. I wish I knew his name to give him credit. He did a bit where he said, “You know, the only people who care about astrology are straight woman, gay woman, and gay men. Straight men would sooner have a discussion about how much money it would take for them to give another man a blow job than talk about astrology. Which, by the way, for me is $4,800 if I’m drunk, $6,000 if I’m sober.” I’m sure I’m getting a few words wrong, but this comic had us in stitches. A friend of my husband’s was undone, “OMG, I’ve had that conversation.” I wish I had written that bit because for a long time now this astrology thing has really bugged. about Here’s a vlog I did when I was still pregnant about astrology.
As I was working on an essay about using humor in your home for Parent & Child magazine today, I had one of my suggestions tested. Today I was the filling of the sandwich… as in, the sandwich generation. Vivien is being toilet-trained, and since it was my dad’s 80th birthday, he spent the night at my house. We had a great party for him the night before, but I didn’t want him to wake up in assisted living, away from kin.
Well, just because I’m on TV doesn’t mean I don’t spend my mornings cleaning up the urine of my many loved ones from the carpet or couch. I wrote in my essay that moms don’t have time to turn the tragedy into comedy. You have to go right to the comedy. As I scrubbed my hallway carpet – the most expensive carpet I have ever bought – I initially found this hard to do. Then I had my half-cup of coffee and the old funny bone started firing up. Also, I got some perspective, thinking of people in their own real tragedies. So what’s a little pee between loved ones?