Tickets are NOW ON SALE for our October 23rd 7PM show in Santa Monica at the Moss Theatre.
Tickets are $25. The beautiful theatre holds 350 seats, all of which were sold this past May. Don’t delay in getting your tickets. Come early and have a drink, beginning at 6PM, doors to the house open at 6:30 and the show begins promptly at 7PM.
In looking back over some photos during the first show back in June 2008 it’s clear to see that, we’ve aged.
Kidding aside, it’s also clear to see that we’ve been busy.
I only had one child when the show debuted. Jessica had two already. Our good friend Polly died the month before we debuted ExMo and the show could not have been a bigger gift as I threw myself into, literally as a means to channel my grief.
Jessica actually had to miss our first show as she contacted Meningitis! We kept thinking I had caused her to have a mental break down. Fortunately that was not the case.
Jessica being the superwoman she is made our programs from her hospital bed.
As we say though, the show must go on.
Within a year it was selling out and we took it, both pregnant this time to NYC turning our idea over the phone into a national play that was actually connecting with people.
I adore being a part of the show and look forward to announcing two new cities where it will be headed this Fall.
I am excited to be writing for Mom.Me these days. I often vacillate about what I should share on this site as I like it to remain my tabula rasa to some extent.
BUT I obviously have let a lot hang out, especially if you hop on over to the video section.
At the beginning of the year I wrote about something I have never shared before and has taken me years to figure out and talk about. Getting or rather, trying to get, a family member into rehab and mental illness. You can read about it here over on Mom.Me.
I’m happy have another space to let my freak flag fly. Because in doing so the world continues to feel less freaky.
This morning I had the rare treat of taking a shower, blowing my hair dry, putting on makeup and a dress.
Usually it’s me getting the kids ready.
My 3 year-old asked why I was dressed that way and I gave him a kiss and took off to meet Christina and Jessica on top of Mulholland Drive. We are all LA moms.
I got there first and was so happy to see that is was a beautiful LA day. Crystal clear, albeit a bit windy. I walked to the top of the overlook averted the broken glass and condom wrapping and snapped a photo of a visiting French couple.
Christina pulled up with her sweet little boy and Jessica got out carting our props and we were in full motion.
There we were three moms and one child, two minivans and a beautiful city glistening behind us. Last night I watched The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills and thought here we are real moms of LA and we were so different then any portrayal I’ve yet to see on screen.
Tourists buses came by and people stared.
We just laughed and took photos, clearly comfortable and clearly having fun.
Then we headed down to Hollywood Blvd. Lugging our props, two strollers, gear and a child, giggling over whether or not it was even legal when we were doing.
“Quick, get ready then I’ll shoot,” said Christina. It was on.
Playing dress up has always been a favorite hobby of mine. Caroling neighbors and friends to participate is my second hobby. No one minded. People asked what the show was. We had a riot and Christina’s son couldn’t have called it a wrap better then by having a meltdown.
Afterwards Jessica and I went into a new store, MUJI, then we sat and had a bit to eat.
A Michael Jackson impersonator walked by, the sun beat down on us and I felt right at home and very content.
As we said our goodbyes in the parking garage, I told Jess that the last time I had someone take pictures with me on Hollywood Blvd. was with Polly almost 6 years ago to the day. As I looked at the red shoes Jess wore and was reminded that Polly too wore red shoes.
I’m filled with happiness and gratitude that as I get older I still have friends who will dress up and go make fools of ourselves all for fun. Jessica and I also talked about death briefly before we realized that would just take too long and on my way home I turned the dial and heard “Walk” by Foo Fighters and was reminded of my oldest belting out the lyrics when he was four, “I never want to die!” Much to my husbands amusement and my horror.
When Polly and I shot our pictures I remember feeling anxious afterwards because it was so good.
I used to have this tree on my front driveway in Hollywood and every January it blossomed, in fact it’s probably blossoming right now. It only bloomed for week. If it rained or was too windy the dainty blossom would be swept right off. I would stare it all week.
Yet it tortured me. That is was so fragile and fleeting.
Ah hell, maybe I’ve had too much coffee now and my kids are certainly having a long nap.
Anyways, just a blissful morning, one I will treasure.
I live so much of my life in fear. Sometimes, it’s hard to let the good times sit and enjoy them. Today I did just that.
I found the experience really pretty damn enjoyable.
I have been experiencing a year of a lot of anger this last year.
We all have our stuff we go through and for some reason I’d been sailing through it and perhaps it was because I had two babies back to back I just skated over it. But once I stopped moving my anger has taken ahold of me.
I have progressively been drinking a little too much and exercising not enough. Feeling guilty leaving the kids to go exercise, even though I do leave them at times of course, but I just took on too much this last year, combined with some major life changes and I call it my year of rage.
Leaving me in not the best state to be a mother.
So I was happy to have talented, humble and positive Shannon say, let’s do it.
I have found that I really enjoy getting really sweaty on a stationery bike, set to loud music, with a disco ball at 8AM.
I am the least flexible person in yoga class but I like the mellow vibe it gives me.
I’ve discovered I can have great nights out with friends while drinking coffee and not alcohol.
And I’ve discovered I still haven’t figured out exactly what is eating at my heart but I’m working on it.
My #exmochallenge will continue because I have been feeling better and I want to continue that.
Even if whatever is at the bottom of this scares me, I need to keep figuring out what makes me happy.
I will admit to have a glass of wine tonight. But I want to keep doing what I’ve been doing. I felt better. I have only lost 2 measly pounds but my clothes fit me drastically differently and I’m not bloated anymore. For me this will be ongoing.
I have incredible role models to look up to in my family. And of course I have incredible little people looking up to me.
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