On May 3rd, I had the privilege and opportunity to participate in the first Baton Rouge production of Listen To Your Mother. Listen To Your Mother is the creation of Ann Imig, and weaves an individual quilt of the voices and experiences of motherhood through a production that centers around the weekend of Mother’s Day.
I auditioned for this production because I had produced The Vagina Monologues in college with my two best friends and it still ranks, hands down, of one of the best experiences I’ve ever had. If Listen To Your Mother was anything like that, I was in.
The difference here was that we are telling our own stories, not someone else’s, baring our souls with laughter and struggles to you. It was an emotional experience, bonding with these other women, over our collective experiences, that while similar, were also very different.
This year, Listen To Your Mother was produced in 39 cities. One of the best parts about this experience is that not only did I get to share this with the Baton Rouge cast of eleven other amazing, smart and caring women, I was able to share this with all of my writer friends who were in these performances in other cities. We tweeted, texted, emailed, and messaged support to each other.
And today, the YouTube videos are out. All of my friends who were in other cities, I get to watch them bare their souls to an audience I was not a part of. And, of course, this means you get to watch me explain feminism through farting. Yes, you read that right. Watch this here:
I can’t wait to audition for next year’s production!
So, I have this new friend that I mentioned last week, Harmony Hobbs of ModernMommyMadness.com. We’re in this writer group together that has women writers from all over the world and it turns out she lives 5 minutes down the road. Literally. As in 3.2 miles.
Anyhow, she came over last night and we participated in a Google+ hangout with MomCaveTv. I have totally popped my writer cherry this month by getting published, having an author signing, and now, hanging out during a live internet chat.
Because Harmony is apparently as ridiculous as I am, we decided it would be funny to wear onesie pajamas and drink Boone’s Farm. Believe it or not, I had a hard time tracking down Boone’s Farm. We broke the bank and bought one of every flavor at $2.79 a bottle. Holy shit that’s cheap. Was it that cheap in high school?
Mom Cave TV is the brain-child of Jennifer Weedon Palazzo, Stephanie Faith Scott, Valise Tate (whom I am disappointed was not on there with us!), and J. Sibley Law. It has won a ton of international awards and is brilliant, and I am kind of surprised they let us into their world.
Harmony and I are still excited about it, the day after, because we like to make fools of ourselves and not take ourselves too seriously. We broke down what southern mommas say to our Yankee friends over the course of 20 minutes. I’m pretty sure that they are still confused as to what the hell happens down here in the South.
Harmony gussied up this photo above for us. It pretty much sums it up…Check out the video here:
A large source of shame for me revolves around my weight, and my history with anorexia nervosa. One of the biggest misconceptions is that once you are at a healthy weight, you are ‘cured’. Unfortunately, it never goes away. Ever.
Every morning, I wake up, and food is the first thought that races through my brain. Oh, how I wish it didn’t, but this is my reality. I liken it to any other addiction that you have to constantly address and acknowledge to be successful in keeping it at bay.
I’m telling you all of this for a reason. Several months ago, I was asked to submit to an anthology with other humor writers who struggle with mental illnesses. I was nervous, because this is the one thing I have never written about, because it is just so damn hard to put down on paper when I’m not entirely sure I’ve licked the problem, or ever will. Because, it never goes away. However, I am committed to living an authentic life, and this means acknowledging the devil himself, my eating disorder.
So………..Today is a big day, friends! Today, I actually get to see my name in print, with 35 other humor writers in the anthology, ‘Surviving Mental Illness With Humor’. All of the stories in this book are written about struggles that these humorists have, or do have. I am honored to be a part of it, and even more excited that a portion of the sales go to support non-profits.