The Sundance Film Festival pulls out today after another successful year of unbridled, hedonistic hoopla. And I have to say this Sundance was one of the best I’ve had the pleasure to attend. Both in terms of quality of films and how much fun I had. I live very near a couple of the screening […]
Tag: Park City Utah
Sundance Film Festival by Day, Mom by Night
Living in Park City, you can’t avoid the Sundance Film Festival when it comes around every year the second half of January. For 10 straight days Park City, UT, balloons from a sleepy little town of 7,500 permanent residents to 50,000+ imported “beautiful people” all vying for the same parking spot. Usually while I’m trying […]
Mr. Miner Pageant at Park City High
Wednesday night my 17-year-old son, Derrick, was a contestant in the Mr. Miner Pageant at Park City High. Ah yes, every mother’s dream. Let me explain. Mr. Miner is an annual Park City High event right around homecoming week. (The “miner” being the Park City High mascot.) The student body selects 10 senior boys (this […]
Mormon Jokes Made Easy (and at Home)
Sometimes the best politically incorrect jokes (in my case, mostly Mormon jokes because of where I live) just happen organically. As a professional comedian I consider these to be gifts from a higher being, like God…or George Burns (look it up if you’re too young to get it.) Socially Acceptable Mormon Jokes…Among Mormons A few […]
The Theme of the Day
Well, as you can tell, I’ve settled on a new blog theme…for now. I’ve been trying it out for a week, but to be perfectly honest there are things about this theme I’d still like to modify. However, it involves changing CSS style sheets and quite frankly I don’t have time to change my bed […]
Some Days It’s Good To Be a MANIAC
Now that my boys are getting older and (sort of) independent I have more time to myself, which means I can do things like go to the grocery store without having to use the shopping cart with the bulky kiddie car attached to the front. (I swear it’s like trying to navigate a Winnebago on […]
After I Had Kids My Life Became a Steaming Pile
I am what you call an organized mess. If you walk into my house you will see on any given day a pile of musical instruments (in their cases, we’re not animals after all) amassed by the front door. A pile of mail (most of which is junk) heaped on the kitchen counter. A pile […]
Living the High Life in Purgatory (Part 1)
Back when America didn’t know it’s entire financial institution was a house of straw built on a pile of quicksand, I lived in a sleepy little town about a mile inland from San Diego County’s Moonlight Beach. I owned a nice home with my husband and made lots of money working as a big talker. […]