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Apparently, it's National Puppy Day? I feel like it's that holiday at least twice a month just so people can #humblebrag about their #dogsofinstagram, but I'm not complaining, I love any and all excuses to share photos of my dog-babies. It's an apropos holiday to fall during this week, too, as Tony and I finally bit the bullet and hired a dog trainer on Monday. It was for a variety of reasons: Our dogs are all maniacs in general, but especially when people come over. One pees herself she gets so excited and the other, without getting too deep into her issues, is sort of like Lenny in "Of Mice and Men." Lucy, the oldest, is the only sane one. They've destroyed our fence by trying to claw through to our neighbor's dogs, they treat the rug as their own personal toilet, and one of them growls if I try to move her on the sofa or in the bed to make room for ME. The dog trainer summed it up nicely when she looked me in the eye and said, "You're the lowest bitch on the totem pole. You need to take control of your life." I had no idea I was getting free therapy out of the sesh, too, but she saw straight through to my soul! (She also got down on the floor and growled at the dogs, and said that once when she got bitten a few years ago, she bit the dog back. I'm 100% positive that she is higher on her life's totem pole than I am on mine.) Anyway, blah blah blah, we're doing sleep training with our dogs sleeping NOT in our bed and I'm trying to be in charge without apologizing to them for telling them what to do. (Yes, I apologize to my dogs. Maybe I do need to take control of my life.) We are NOT sleeping, though, while the dogs voice their disapproval of their new sleeping arrangement all night long. So, here are some of the things I clicked on when they woke me up from 3-5am last night...View Article


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Tony and I are finally home from New York, after what was possibly the craziest week of our life. (Tony himself said, "I didn't think it was possible for things to get more emotional than our wedding." I think he meant it as a compliment?) It was whirlwind madness, going from the Kids' Choice Awards to "School of Rock" premiering nearly a year and a half to the day he booked the job to a red-eye to NYC for Tony's press tour to me turning 30 (something I've been extremely melodramatic about). There was a lot going on in our hearts and brains. In most other industries, if you get the right degree and work hard, you'll eventually get the job. Hollywood doesn't work that way. Someone can move out for pilot season and book the very first job they audition for (happened to a friend of ours), or someone can spend their entire life working toward the dream job that never comes (the worst fear of everyone we know). Plus, us actors are prone to drama. I'm not sure if lawyers or garbagemen cry when they get a job, but in this town when you never really know if it will happen, it's emotional. And all of that hit us like a ton of bricks - seeing Tony on TV, his face on Times Square, and kids shyly approaching him at the airport, a restaurant and the streets of New York, asking "Are you on a Disney show?" (Close enough. SO cool.) It was beautifully surreal. I'm happy to report that our marriage survived, I entered my 30's without a complete mental breakdown, and we ate nothing but carbs, butter, cheese and sugar for a straight week. Here's what it looked like...View Article