The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief
Posted: August 31, 2013 Filed under: Self improvement | Tags: Carole Bayer Sager - You're Moving Out Today (1977), freedom, Hope, moving on from people with NPD, my life and I can do what I like with it, Othello Act I Scene III, overcoming DV, resilience, single ladies, singledom, survival, William Shakespeare quotes Leave a commentToday I’m celebrating four years of freedom.
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance - Oscar Wilde
Trashy fash
Posted: August 27, 2013 Filed under: Single Motherhood | Tags: anti ageing propaganda, anti fashion, Biorhythm energy level: Chewed up and spat out, Flight Of The Conchords – Fashion Is Danger, single mother fashion disasters, Trash and treasure, trashy single mothers Leave a commentGucci sunglasses from Vinnies? Check.
Pyjamas from K-Mart? Check.
Havaianas Thongs? Check.
Single mother biorhythm energy level: Chewed up and spat out.
Trashy single mother reporting for duty at the school gate. I’d love to look fancy like all the yummy mummies at my school with their beautiful hair but I really don’t give a rats. Blame my 80s childhood, then my 90s grungey youth. Where I grew up every mother wore beige and navy Country Road separates, so as a result I’m allergic to fashion marketing. I think if women spent less time looking at handbags we’d have more time to change the world. The older I get the more I know that anti wrinkle cream is a useless weapon in our fight for equality. Maybe my look is called old bag trashion. I’m doing motherhood my way. Thank you Frank Sinatra.
Never work with children, they’re animals
Posted: August 24, 2013 Filed under: ART, COMEDY | Tags: #culturerebel, comedy shows with kids, lots of fun that is funny, Lou Pollard comedy shows, mother and daughter clown shows, never work with children, Parental Guidance show for big kids and little kids, showbiz adages, Sydney Fringe Festival 2013, wild kids, working with my daughter Leave a commentOn September 14 I’m performing two shows with my youngest daughter, who is hyperactive, smart and very cheeky. The rehearsal process has been ‘interesting,’ with Wednesday adding in bits of script that don’t make sense or are hilarious to her but not to me. I’m thinking our show will be a shambles or very funny (or both). Our show is called Parental Guidance and we’re on at Tap Gallery (upstairs theatre) in Darlinghurst. You can buy tickets at http://2013.sydneyfringe.com/event/comedy/parental-guidance
And an interview I did for the Sydney Fringe Festival blog
http://blog.sydneyfringe.com/parental-guidance-breaking-the-first-rule-of-showbiz/
How to talk to your daughter about her body
Posted: August 17, 2013 Filed under: LOVE, Parenting Leave a commentLove this post by Sarah Koppelkam
He hasn’t really left the building
Posted: August 16, 2013 Filed under: Theme Songs, Thought For the Day | Tags: August 16 1977, August 16 deaths, Elvis Aaron Presley, Elvis Presley - If I Can Dream, favourite singers, he looks good in leather, one day I'm going to Graceland, songs to live by, The Gospel according to Elvis, The King Leave a commentThe King died today in 1977. I loved his look, his white jumpsuits, his hair, his sneer, his pelvis, his fetish for deep-fried peanut butter sandwiches and his music. He may well have been my ideal man. His golden voice lives on forever in the drama of his high camp songs. I love you Elvis.
Athe-letes Anonymous
Posted: August 10, 2013 Filed under: Clown Doctors, exercise | Tags: 14 kilometres of pain, Bondi here I come, bulking up on carbohydrates, charity fundraising, City to Surf 2013, Clown Doctors Australia, elite athletes, exercising for a good cause, Eye of the Tiger, going out tracksuits, no brain, no pain, quacks, sore feet, Survivor Leave a commentIn my old age I have truly become an elite athe-lete. I’m sure some people can’t help feeling a tad jealous of my superior fitness and style, so I’m happy to share a tip from my exercise system. As part of my intensive City to Surf training program, I went to a birthday party last night and bulked up on carbs. Champagne, pizza, Twisties, icecream and chocolate may have been consumed but I will burn them off tomorrow as I’m walking (more like strutting) in my best going out tracksuit for 14 (count them) tiny kilometres. When exercising it is very important to look stylish. I can’t wait to sweat it out at the Back of the Pack with the other lunatics. Last year it took me 3 3/4 hours to walk the course, I’m aiming for a Personal Best this year of over four hours. Bring it on Bondi, I’m coming atcha!
I’m not waiting for my 15 minutes
Posted: August 6, 2013 Filed under: ART, Birthdays | Tags: 15 minutes of fame quote, American artists of the 20th century, Andy Warhol birthday, August 6 birthdays, Leo artists, The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy - Television, the Drug of the Nation, The United States of Unconsciousness Leave a commentToday is the birth day of Andy Warhol. The man who once said, “In the future, everybody will be world famous for fifteen minutes.” In memory of this great art charlatan, I’ve decided I’m not going to wait for my 15 minutes of fame. I’m going to go out and get it. So far I’ve been on TV starring in two episodes of Sale Of The Century (around 40 minutes TV time), one episode of Hot Seat (about 10 minutes TV time), a tiny part in All Saints (2 minutes TV time), two episodes of Mums The Word, I was murdered on Murder Call (10 minutes) and I’ve done ads. My dad also put me on the cover of his dog book when I was nine (I’m not sure how many copies were printed so it’s hard to calculate my fame minutes in print). By my reckoning, my fame clock is up around the 85 minute mark. I think I’ll be getting my own TV show next.
Marcia, Marcia, Marcia
Posted: August 5, 2013 Filed under: Birthdays | Tags: 1970s TV shows, August 5 birthdays, blended families, childhood idols, childhood role models, hero worship, Maureen McCormick, step brothers, step families, step parents, step sisters, The Brady Bunch, The Brady Bunch Theme Song From All Seasons 2 CommentsI could not imagine my childhood without the Brady Bunch. The orange and green kitchen, the sunken living room, the hair, the clothes, Alice and the dorkiness of the Brady boys, there was so much to love about that TV show. As the youngest child in my family, I was Cindy; the difficult middle child Jan was too annoying, but I wanted to be Marcia. I loved her hair, her geeky boyfriends and her mini skirts. Thank you Maureen McCormick (10 years older than me) for breathing life into Marcia and giving me a teen girly idol when I was 7. Maureen was also the voice of the Chatty Cathy doll in 1970, but I am far too young to remember that.