Episode 52: Celebration & Gratitude – Show Notes

Episode 52 of the revamped Femoir: The Podcast is available now (subscribe for free on iTunes!)


Here are some notes:

What do you think? What do you want me to talk about? What are you wearrrriiiiing?

Ok! I love you! Bye bye!


Saturday, Feb 22 is my bestest friend in the entire world’s birthday.bop

I don’t often talk about her in blog form. But she’s been one of the most important people and constant support systems in my life.

If you ever hear me talk about how grateful I am for the inspiring, loving, supportive people in my life, you better believe she’s at the top of that list.

She’s a jet pilot and a devoted wife and a disciplined athlete and a brave badass and a talented skiier and an inspiration. Just to name a few roles she plays any given day.

I like to make people laugh. And I love to make both strangers and loved ones laugh. But there is no happiness or satisfaction I get more in any aspect of my life than making that chick laugh.

She works her butt off every single day. People sometimes compliment my  work ethic. And while I appreciate it, I’m nothing compared to this woman. She’s does more in one day before I wake up than I can do in an entire week. I’ve never heard her make an excuse for anything or anyone in the 20+ years I’ve known her.

We don’t talk every day. Because we don’t have to. We know we’re always there for each other. No matter what.

We call each other BOP. I’d tell you why, but it’s a story about us. And this is about her.

I adore her. She’s my favorite person on the planet. She’s my best friend, my chosen sister, my biggest fan, my unconditional support system, and my daily inspiration.

I hope you’re lucky enough to have a best friend like her in your life.

But you can’t have her. She’s already taken, buddy, so back off.

Happiest of Birthdays, Bop.



Love Letter 2014

In honor of Valentines Day today, I want to write a little love letter to all the people I love and am immensely grateful for in my life. I won’t get specific, but you know who you are.  Thank you for your continued love and support.

Dear Fan/Supporter/Family Member/Friend,


Thank you for believing in me. I try and tell you often, but maybe you don’t hear me. I am so grateful for you. Every time someone drops me a text or a comment and tells me they like whatever stuff I put out into the universe, I’m reminded why I do this stuff.

I mean, I perform and create because that’s what makes me happy. That’s when my spirit is most alive. That’s when I feel most fulfilled.

But to be honest, it’s not always easy. Not the creation part- that comes easily. But to remind myself every day that I have to keep putting myself out there no matter what the response (which is sometimes slower than I hoped) and no matter what the circumstances… that’s the hard part.

And the only reason I’ve been able to achieve everything I’ve achieved up to this point in my life is because I have loving, wonderful, hilarious, supportive, beautiful people around me who believe in me. I don’t do it so I get the affirmations, but the affirmations are a reminder of why I do it. I love hearing about people who are entertained by my nonsensical musings on Twitter. I get the biggest kick out of social media interactions with friends I haven’t seen in years who are following one of my wacky projects and are enjoying being a part of the process. I nearly cried when a friend of mine texted out of nowhere that my latest Femoir Podcast (which I totally revamped and experimented with at the beginning of this year) was exactly what he needed to hear this week.

I create because I have to. It’s how I relax. It’s who I am. I’m a creator. And a creative person. And a funny spirit. And a performer. And a writer. So have to do these things. It’s a compulsion inside of me.

But my heart fills with joy every time I know that someone has responded in some way to something I create.

So thank you. I don’t say it every day, but this is for you. All this is for you. I can’t do it without you.

I love you.


Now let’s hug it out and get back to work.



Support: Not just for your bra

I’m a lucky lady. I know what I love to do and I get to do it every day. And I get to do it because I have an incredible system of support around me. And I’m extremely grateful for it. And want to take a moment to recognize it.

I’m a firm believer it’s always important to take time to be grateful for those around you who give you support, and in turn to support the people you care for. But this concept has especially been on my mind in the aftermath of the Boston Marathon bombing.

Terror causes tragedy no matter how it’s spun. But one of the elements of the Boston attack that is most tragic for me is the fact that so many of the people critically injured (and two of the people killed) were there to support the runners. They were people who got out of bed that morning just to cheer people on. As  a person who started consistently running half marathons, I cannot emphasize enough how important the people who come to cheer the runners on are. There have been plenty of times when I feel like crap and wonder what the hell I’m doing running for no apparent reason and just want to stop when a stranger on the sidelines will smile and say “Good job! You got this!” and I’ll think “Yeah, okay, I can do this…just keep going…” through to the finish. It’s so easy and simple to give support. And it can make a world of difference.

I want to take a moment to recognize how lucky I am to have my own awesome support systems.

I have a hunky boyfriend who comes to all my races and waits for two hours at the finish line just to say “Good job” and get attacked by my sweaty, tired mess of a self. He goes through jokes after my stand up sets and helps me analyze why some worked better than others. He helps me create workout plans while I’m eating a pizza and saying I want to be in better shape. And he does a million other things that give me a sense of stability in this constantly changing world.

I also have incredible family and friends. My family is always cheering me on and telling me they’re proud of me. I talk to my parents constantly and they’ve bailed me out of sticky situations when I need it. They’re also doing a million things that give me a sense of stability in this constantly changing world.

I have inspiring, hard-working friends who push me to better myself while giving constant unconditional support. They celebrate my wins and help me to get over losses and also help bail me out of sticky situations (I should probably stop getting into sticky situations). The constant support and inspiration they provide also gives me a sense of stability in this constantly changing world.

I have a great, low-stress, fun job that I’m good at that helps me to pay for the high expenses of LA while giving me total flexibility to pursue my passion. I have an employer who lets me try out jokes on him, has no problem with the myriad of characters I take on any given day, and comes to almost every show and buys tickets for anyone else who wants to come just so I can have a good audience to perform for. These gifts, among other things… yep, you guessed it- give me a sense of stability in a constantly changing world.

I’m not sharing all this to brag about how great my life is. Everyone has their struggles and their rough times. I guess I’m writing as a thank you to those people who support me. And people who support others everywhere. If we take the time to recognize and be grateful for the people around us who give our lives more joy and meaning, then we can better be that person to others. And it can give a little more positive perspective on an otherwise darker situation.

Take a look around you in your own world. I guarantee there are people around you who are proud of you. There are people who want you to help you. There are people who want to celebrate with you. And there are definitely people who will help bail you out of sticky situations (which I don’t suggest you get in, but can attest that you will survive).

So thank you, my lovely support people. Thank you, strangers who give support to people you’ve never met. And thank you, universe, for occasionally giving us a chance to reflect on that gratitude, soak it in, and send it back out for the rest of the world.

How do we remedy a dark situation? Choosing to shine our light into it.

Thanks for indulging me in this post. Back to the poop jokes stat.