Here is another funny mom from my mom stand up night with Cafe Mom Studios. Lahna Turner. She looks like a sweet young lady, but she will make you blush…and laugh.
A few months back the lovely Shannon Colleary included my Muffinlicious video in a post she wrote about body image. The post was picked up by Huffington Post and my Muffin top was seen by more more people than any of my body parts to this point in time. Including parts exposed while drunk in my ’20’s.
I reached out to Miss Shannon and happily did lunch with her. She is my food group. We talked about doing a video together. She is a sport. She showed up at my house and when I sprang the idea I had on her she committed like a Broadway thespian. I had the premise, the improv lines are all her.
So, what if there was a product that made your life much easier. This is what it might look like.
We are just back from a lovely weekend in Pismo Beach. I’m going to write a longer post about it, but time for this now.
Why would a family be rolling 3/4 of a pound of butter in their stroller?
Kinky or frugal.. Frugal is the answer. We had a kitchen where we stayed and the local market only had this large size of butter. Chef Peel said it was cool enough that we could bring it home and it was the last thing grabbed as we left our accomadations. But, maybe there is a better story?
How about, my husband the chef wants to be ready to cook wherever he is. He also has a frying pan in his pants…or is he just glad to see me?
There is something that happens to a man when he becomes a father. Their sense of humor goes down the tubes. Puns, put down humor, hack jokes, repeating the same line for 30 years that’s the stock and trade of men with children. My dad was like this, my friends dads growing up were like this and now my husband is like this.
It is a bit painful.
Misty water color memories… Momversation is one year old. So they asked the moms to talk about their favorite Momversation moments. Here is what made the cut.
I have to be honest, I don’t remember much of what I have recorded on Momversation. But like a lot of the veteran broadcasters and comics I have worked with over the years and respect, I have performance amnesia. I put it all out there, and then when it’s done, it’s done. It’s like I tell the performance to get its crap and get out of here.
I think my new Momversation moment is the one Rebecca shows. It is a riot. Could not have scripted it better.
Oh, god, meant to post this Saturday… but the mom brain is not firing these days. I was on a plane to SF for a night and thought… now what have I forgotten?? Oh, new post, that’s right.
I did dress myself and go for 22 hours up to San Francisco by myself for my goddaughter’s 2nd birthday. It was great to see some of my best girlfriends. I’m always stressed leaving my kids and ready to abort the trip at any moment, but it was fun to be at a pool party and realize I didn’t have to watch out for anyone; if I heard a cry, it wasn’t mine. I did have to do a lot of pumping and battled with the TSA to get my blue ice pack on the plane.
But I digress, I think this is one of the funniest Momversations we have done. The editing makes it… and of course my flimsy robe!
Hey, I bet many people are naked when they are at the computer… hmm, but I digress.
One of the beefs of actors (and hosts) is that your best lines or scenes end up on the cutting room floor. A good editor who gets you can make a big difference. Editors can cut to underscore a joke you have made, and they can throw your whole bit in the can. Always be good to the editor. This is something bloggers- or vloggers- might be learning as well. After all, I know when I watch Momversation I think, “What happened to this bit?”
Also, there are the cuts for time or to narrow the message. I think that’s what happens in the Momversation videos. It can’t be War and Peace. So, like a good blooper reel in the tradition of “Mash” and other great old TV shows, here is the cutting room floor edition of Momversation. Stuff that didn’t make the cut. Or to steal a line from Mia Farrow’s autobiography, “what falls away.”