So, who am I?
I am still trying to figure that out too, but here’s a couple of ice-breakers:
I am not famous. Let’s get that out of the way now, so I don’t disappoint you later.
I never intended to have a career in television. I fell into the entertainment business almost by accident and it kind of snowballed from there.
This blog is not a "Hollywood-Tell-All” nor is it a memoir. It’s just about a girl trying to figure out who she wants to be when she grows up… and maybe the meaning of life. Might be too ambitious, but dare to dream.
(If you want to know origin story behind 52 Mondays read The Backstory.)
I have 3 daughters. Ages ranging from 13-23, which might qualify me as an expert in hormonal imbalances and women’s issues.
I am a wife, but also an ex-wife. Some people say that means I have “baggage." I like to think of it as “experience.”
I am a dog owner. I have one small, very fluffy, little white dog. He is hopelessly spoiled. He barks too much and does not respond to simple commands. It’s my fault. I read all the books. I even hired a dog trainer, but I didn’t follow the instructions. My daughters refer to him as “the favorite child.” No comment.
I am a tennis player. I love it more than it loves me. I wish I were better. I wish I had played sports when I was younger, instead of ditching Phys Ed and smoking cigarettes in the high school parking lot. Live and learn.
I practice yoga. I took a 25 year hiatus, but have just came back to it. 25 years ago everything moved with less “snap, crackle and pop.”
I have recently started a meditation practice.
I am slightly superstitious. I believe in Karma. I believe in Feng-Shui. I believe in “knocking on wood” and I always say “bless you” when someone sneezes.
I talk a lot, but I am a good listener. I probably would have been a good doctor, because I am obsessed with all things health related... diet, nutrition, exercise, eastern and western medicine. Instead I have a BA in Psychology, which is basically meaningless. However, it came in handy working in the entertainment business, because everyone suffers from at least one psychological disorder.
I was a TV Executive. People love to assume this is what defined me, but it was simply how I made my living. I had a love-hate with my career. It was intellectually stimulating, but the stress almost buried me alive.
I am now a Television Producer. So far so good. But I am too superstitious to say more at this point.
I am also a writer. Well I am writing, so I guess that makes me a writer. If you are reading this, then you’ve validated my last claim.