Wednesday, April 30, 2014

I Love Hello Kitty!

If you know me, then you know I'm obsessed with Hello Kitty! Not the Avril Lavigne song, but the cute little white kitty with the pink (and sometimes red) bow on her head! I have a ton of HK things around my house, including sunglasses, hoodie, stuffed animals and iPhone cases. Yes, I mean, iPhone cases, more than one! Well I decided to create a list of Amazon Hello Kitty things to share!

My kids have this Hello Kitty movie. It's kind of dated, but they love it nonetheless.

I totally have this hoodie. I got it for a birthday I believe. Love it!

I use this make-up mirror every day.

These aren't the exact earrings I have, but they're similar.

This is one of the iPhone 5 HK cases I have. 

And this is the latest HK thing I just got. My daughters wanted to buy it for me for Easter! How cute! She's on my nightstand next to my bed.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Worth It

Griffith Park

It has taken me over a week to recover from Disneyland. It was hot as crap and there was a lot of walking involved. Obviously, I knew all of this, especially since I'd been to Disney World 4 times in the past. It was totally worth it, though. We had a lot of fun and the kids got to meet Mickey and Minnie Mouse. We got a lot of great pictures and I was able to flood my Instagram, Twitter and Facebook with pictures.


I always expect someone to say "Okay, Angie, we get it! You like your kids!" but no one is usually rude to me like that online. I'm not sure why either. A lot of people are rude online, but not to me so much. I get creepy people coming at me from time to time, but that's it. Which is a good thing because I'm the type of person who'd get angry, then upset, then just stop tweeting for a few days.

I did stop tweeting last week for a bit, perhaps a day and a half. Not because someone pissed me off, it was because I was just tired. After the Disneyland trip, I was just drained. We stayed at a hotel the day before and got in the pool with the kids. Bry even got into the pool with swim trunks on and his iphone in his pocket! Don't ask me if I laughed. Don't ask. Okay...I laughed. I laughed a lot...until I realized that his phone was completely broken! That was messed up.

Me and my lovelies in Griffith Park with our matching Frozen shirts on.

Then this past Sunday we went for a hike through Griffith Park. It was my idea. I'm trying to lose weight but not so much to a point where I'm weighing myself constantly, but I really want more energy. I want to be more physically active. I don't eat a lot of bad foods, I just never lost the baby weight from back-to-back pregnancies, one of them with twins! The most active I am usually includes loading a dishwasher, dropping off and picking up Ani from school (which really is just driving), and other cleaning things around the house. I also would like to be more outdoorsy. There's no reason to not be where we live in California. All of a sudden, I feel like I just want to explore more.

So yes, my muscles are sore from all the walking, plus I've gotten on the treadmill a few times in this past week. Advil helps. I'll be alright. The sore muscles are worth it!

Friday, April 18, 2014

Overdo It Than Under-Do It

For the last few days I've been thinking about my next moves. Yes, I'm still doing stand-up, but I'm sick of putting off what I could be doing today. I keep saying I'll do more once the twins are in school and blah blah blah. I understand that I, of course, would need someone to watch them if I'm out doing stuff during the day but I no longer want to use them as an excuse to do nothing!

So while I'm at home teaching the girls how to write their names and singing songs from Frozen, I'm planning what I need to do. I think I might try to get all three girls into a program over the summer just for a few hours a day so I have time to write and work on my act. It's very hard to even blog when every few minutes a kid needs juice or asks to play on the Kindle. I just got interrupted while making dinner reservations over the phone!

So on top of doing stand-up shows, I'm going to start shooting some comedic shorts for Youtube. I'd love to have something on Funny or Die. I wrote one that stars me and all three girls that Bry is going to shoot. It's pretty funny. We're going to shoot it next week. I'm also working on recording a song or EP as a solo artist. Not sure if I've mentioned this before, but Bry and I met years ago and started working on music as an acoustic rock duo called Strangers of Grace. This was before we were even dating. I wrote a song the other day in 10 minutes and Bry had the guitar and came up with music for it. And thank God for iPhone, because I used both mine and his to record it right then and there. I wrote the lyrics on the phone and e-mailed it to both of us. We've talked about using some of our old Strangers of Grace songs and writing new ones and then going to perform at some small club.

I think I get anxious when I'm not doing enough. Yes, I guess I can overdo it, as I have before and even lately. But I'd rather overdo it than under-do it. Does that make sense?

Here's a song we made that we never quite finished from a few years ago:

If you wanna see a few more semi-embarrassing, not-yet-finished songs we never performed live go here and here. Yeah, I say semi-embarrassing cause fuck it. Takes a lot to embarrass me. Ha!

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

I Almost Didn't Post This

I don't want this to be one of those "I've had a rough week" posts. Yeah, the point in this blog is to share what's going on with me, but how many times can I say "I've had a rough week" before I feel like I'm whining? Besides, at this point, I know it's just a rough week, not a rough month or year or life and I'll be fine in the end. Because I always am.

So this week, yeah, I'm not doing as much. I've been kind of laying low. It's a mixture of doubting myself (again), questioning what the hell I'm doing and being tired and not eating enough. I've never been a stress eater, I've always been a stress under-eater. I had a fall-out with a friend which I completely still don't understand, and one of my other friends hurt himself and it's really bothering me. I mean, this is someone I've known perhaps a little over a year and I don't hang out with regularly, but him being hurt is fucking with me. I feel bad, but at the same time I can't mommy-at everyone. I had a friend who lived in my building years ago back in Chicago. He was a recovering drug addict, but he was much younger than me and I treated him like a hurt puppy. He was appreciative because he lived far away from his family, but even now if I don't hear from him for a while I text him to make sure he's okay. But perhaps that's just being a caring friend, I don't know. He checked up on me when we had all of these earthquakes last month.

Sometimes I feel excluded from things because people assume I'm busy or have a full life because of the husband and kids. When Bry gets home from work, he usually takes over. Not because I ask him to, but because he wants to. He's like "I haven't seen my girls all day, I'm going to get them ready for bed". So I give him his time to help them brush their teeth, read them a story, blah blah blah. I'm bored a lot, you guys. After 5, 6 o'clock at night, I'm bored. As shit. I cook dinner, then go in the room to call my aunt. We talk for like an hour. Not every day, perhaps once or twice a week. We usually talk about everything and nothing and then talk over one another and laugh about it. She gives me advice, a lot, because I ask for it.

And yeah, I've been talking to my mom again and that's strange, as I mentioned before. We've been estranged for over a year. I'm not getting into specifics, but if you know me, you know the deal. I'm a very sensitive person, perhaps too sensitive for Hollywood, truly. I'm not depressed, because trust me, I've been down that road. I have hope and aspirations and all that good mucky muck. I have a show next week that I'm very excited for. I think really I just need a therapist. I need to talk to someone who I can vent to that's not Bry, who I guess tries to understand, but truly doesn't. He doesn't understand why I put so much pressure on myself and feel like I should be doing more. He doesn't understand the anxiety and the fear of driving. He drives all over L.A. for his work and describes the driving as "annoying" instead of "scary".

So yeah, I guess in order to survive this industry and being a mom and having a shitty upbringing, I guess I have to see a therapist or whatever. I picture some old white dude with glasses asking me "and how did that make you feel?" and over time telling me "I've had enough of your whining! I'll refund your money if you just get the hell outta here and never come back!" Haha! That's both hilarious and sad at the same time!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Doubt Me, I'll Work Harder

Me performing on stage at the Silverlake Lounge this week.

It's been a weird week.

I don't want to speak about it publicly, but something happened last week, with a friend, that's had me upset all week. But whatever, life goes on. Thankfully, my Auntie Carol flew in from Chicago last week and kept my mind occupied. I also got the offer to be in a show mid-week and that kept me busy too. Then on Thursday night, I went to the Comedy Palace show in Los Feliz to see my friend Josh Fadem perform. Good times, good times.

Me and the hilarious Josh Fadem.

I also got to see Rob Delaney perform! Josh introduced us!

But then my aunt left yesterday to go back to Chicago, and my 7 year old daughter Ani cried in the car as we were dropping her off at LAX. That made me sad. I really dislike how far we are from family. We hadn't seen her in a long time and Ani and her really bonded while she was here. Then on top of that, I was worried about my mother all week. She had to go to the ER and they kept her overnight, so I was getting updates from my aunt, and not wanting to let the girls know. No need in telling little kids that their grandmother was in the hospital. My mom is fine and they released her after tests were done. It's strange because I'm kind of estranged from my mother but I've talked to her through texts. But I let Bry, my husband know that if something went down, I'd be on the first plane back to Chicago.

I don't know. It's weird. A few things are bothering me right now, but nothing I can't handle. Things could be worse. I'm spending my time working on stand-up material. I have a show at Flappers Comedy Club in Burbank on April 24th so I'm going to hit some open mics before then to work on some new material. It's a show in the Main Room, which I've never performed in before, only the YooHoo Room.

All of that, along with the 2 doctors appointments for the kids last week (one because of Laila's nosebleeds and allergies), and then registering the twins for Kindergarten and a dental appointment for all three kids coming up this week.

And I just want to add, though I said I wouldn't speak on it publicly...a so-called friend said I wasn't dedicated to my career and it wasn't fair I was getting all the breaks. I'm not getting breaks, I'm still a nobody! I get booked for shows because I do my research, find out who's booking these, then ask questions. I show up, be funny and then leave in time to get home to my kids. To even think that I'm not taking my career seriously is stupidity on your behalf. I moved my entire family across the country, away from the safety and comfort of my entire family! I made Bry find a new job out here! He could've said hell no! I risked a lot to move out here to do this! Don't ever doubt me, it only makes me work harder.