I think I have an eating disorder.  As soon as I decide to cut back on my food intake, all I do is eat.  Not ideal.  But, at least I’ve had time to realize that I miss carrying a purse.  When you listen to the show, you’ll understand.  Anyway, I am stressing out about not having a chef’s coat to wear to an audtion in the Progresso “soup kitchen.”

My second TV acting gig was on Party of Five, and it was my first job where they stuck a gigantic camera in my face and expected me to act natually.  Hard to act naturally while the Director of Photography is talking on and on about having another earthquake.  I was too new to TV acting to relax.  According to Malcolm Gladwell, I need another 9,998 hours of practice…

I am worried about my mother this Thanksgiving.  All the kids and grandkids and kids-in-law will be there, while she is still too tired to stand for more than 60 seconds.  Still, I give thanks that she’s home at all…

Let me know if I am letting my son’s vocabulary quizzes drive me insane unnecessarily.  Word Nerds, save me!

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