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
Monthly Archives: March 2016
Tony and I are soaking up all the sights, sounds and pasta we can in our last few hours in NYC so my sweet sweet parents Laur and Murr are taking over the blog today in lieu of the usual Friday gratitude list. (Consider this my gratitude list: THANK YOU, MOM + DAD, FOR WRITING THIS BLOG!!) Having just turned 30 yesterday, I have a newfound respect for them, my mom especially - when she turned 30, she was less than 3 months away from giving birth to me and had to take it sober. (I, on the other hand, drank champagne pretty much all day long.) Her life was in such a different place than mine when she hit this milestone, which is crazy to think about because she and I are alike in so many ways. Here she and my dad are with their thoughts on their baby turning 30... Highlights include memories of me calling our beloved dog "Baby Jesus," and asking my mom on her 34th birthday, because 34 seemed SO OLD, "Are you going to die today?"View Article
Tony and I are in NYC for his "School of Rock" press tour! Read about my traumatic bagel experience with a pratfall straight out of an Anne Hathaway comedy, check out links to Tony and his cutie costar on the local news and see what else I've been trolling on the worldwide web. HAPPY HUMP DAY!View Article
This month's book club pick is a laugh-out-loud funny collection of short stories that I am truly envious I didn't write myself: "American Housewife" by Helen Ellis. For my birthday month, I really wanted to find something a) funny and b) I related to. This book is my spirit animal. I am newly(ish) a housewife, and really feeling my role as I applaud from the sidelines as my husband's new TV show takes off. I wrote recently about my third-life crisis on turning 30 (I only have 2 days left to tell people I'm "in my 20's!" Excuse me while I go cry and hyperventilate into a paper bag like the cliche I am.) And while I don't specifically relate to these ladies, especially the murderess or the kidnapper, I AM a lady who wears sunscreen even when it's cloudy, I love to lunch (and breakfast, brunch, snack and dinner), and I like to stallion walk like Beyonce when I'm alone. And I love anything this dark, clever, vicious, and above all, hysterical. It eviscerates womanhood/wifehood and lovingly embraces it at the same time, as only a smart lady can (brava, Helen Ellis. I want to know you.) I am OBSESSED...View Article
The hubs and I landed in NYC this AM after a red eye flight and a whirlwind weekend with the Kids' Choice Awards and the "School of Rock" premiere. Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who watched, spread the news about the show and called and texted - I haven't seen Tony so emotional since our wedding, and we're both so grateful for all the love and support you've shown him. We're in the city for the next few days for Tony to promote the show and to celebrate my 30th birthday on St. Patrick's Day. And as an early birthday gift, Tony wrote this guest blog for me. I'm stupid crazy lucky, I know...View Article
This week has been a wild ride. I got to perform in a sketch show (something I haven't done in a long, long time) called MA'AM, produced by my best friend Katierose with a rotating cast that features some of the funniest ladies in L.A. This month, I was fortunate enough to be a part of it. I performed an old sketch I wrote years ago (see: pic above) in which I play a lunch-shift stripper. It was the first thing Tony ever saw me do, before he even met me, and he always tells people that watching it was the moment he fell in love with me. And hearing that always makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world, because I could not have looked more disturbing. He fell in love because I made him laugh. I wanted to do that sketch because performing it is just pure joy, and reminded me of the time in the Groundlings Sunday Company when we were falling in love and chasing our dreams sosososo hard and wondering if things would ever work out. And now, Tony is starring on a TV show. Getting up on stage and doing it felt a little like putting armor on against the world for this huge coming week: I turn 30 (not happy about it), and much more importantly, Tony's show "School of Rock" premieres tomorrow, both hugely emotional things for us. It sounds cheesy, but getting to perform that sketch with Tony and my best friends put things in perspective. Even though this town is insane, we have a rock-solid support team. We lend each other wigs. We drive across town in the rain to sit in the audience in a theater with more people onstage than in the crowd. We celebrate each others' successes, and bring wine and french fries when a casting associate asks us "Did you even look in the mirror today?" We love each other, run lines with each other, and believe in each other no matter what. I am so grateful for those people in our lives, and I am beyond proud of my husband and everyone involved with "School of Rock." I hope you watch it tomorrow (on Nickelodeon, right after the Kids' Choice Awards!) and I hope you love it. Here is everything else I am grateful for this week...View Article
Guys, I’m going to be brutally honest with this one. I’m positively wrecked about turning 30. This week, I’ve cried twice in public (only one was an ugly cry, though, so let’s call that a win). And I’ve cried every day in private. Last night, I cried myself to sleep. This morning, I woke up to a text from Tony that said "My heart beats for you" with a link to an article about women who didn't find success until after 30, and it made me cry all over again. I love birthdays and normally believe in birthday months, but I am a mess over this one. I think it’s mostly because I’m a perfectionist, and I’m entering a new decade with so much of my life completely and entirely not figured out. I am so far from where I wanted to be when I turned 30, as far as success, accomplishments and looking at my life “on paper” goes. And I feel like I’ve really got to get my sh*t together on the inside, too. I always looked at 30-year-olds as “grown-ups,” people who have it together and are in the midst of their lives finally taking off. They’re hitting their strides in their careers, starting families, doing yoga and eating organic things that don’t cause cancer or heart disease (whereas, I'm pretty sure most of the things I like to eat will eventually kill me. And if all the frosting and tacos and macaroni & cheese and cacio e pepe and burgers and fries don't, the amount of hairspray and spray-on SPF 70 I use on the daily will.) I thought when I turned 30, I’d either be a successful screenwriter, funny “second banana” to the less-funny, hot girl lead on a sitcom, or maybe a mom who dons size 2 lululemon to jog her kids to school in a Bugaboo...View Article