I’m At the Comedy Parlor Tonight

10389084_485956291538941_5524501931829373818_n (1)My hiatus is over!

I am sharing a stage tonight with my good friend Ethan Barker. Come on out to the Comedy Parlor in Tulsa and have fun with us. Our show starts at 7:00pm and tickets are $10. It’s a clean show, rated PG-13 in a smoke free environment.

Click on the photo to go to their web page and order tickets under the calender section. See you there!

Make Your Life Spectacular, Robin Williams Tribute

I’m not one for celebrity, so I have no idea why Robin’s death impacted me so hard. Maybe it’s because I’ve been depressed before, maybe it’s because I do comedy for a living. I don’t know. I just know that I grew up watching this man, loving every minute of it. He was part of my childhood, my young adulthood, and my kid’s lives (think Aladdin and Hook). He’s even part of me now as I find the courage to make people laugh. I would give anything for his spontaneity and talent. 

My favorite memory involving Robin is when I was 13. We didn’t have cable so of course my mother had never seen his real stand up. We were at Sears N Robuck and I saw his album Reality What a Concept. I begged my mother to buy it for me for my birthday. She looked at it, though Oh It’s that Mork guy – sure you can have it. 

HA!

We listened to it, I laughed at the funny voices, Mom laughed at all of the jokes that went over my head and she took it away from me until I was 18. 

This is a beautiful tribute. It’s only just over a minute long — I love the words. 

Top Five Worst Comments Christians Make to Depressed Friends

One of my comedy heroes committed suicide yesterday. I’m still in shock. There have been great conversations regarding depression. People are opening up and sharing. I think this adds to the conversation. Hope you enjoy it. Peace and Love.

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I must confess something to you. It may come as a shock in light of my 172 posts over the past 14 months of blogging. My husband would deny it, but it’s the truth: Sometimes I am at a loss for words.

I’ll grant you, it’s not often, but I came across a list on line a year that left me speechless for some time. It was a compilation of actual quotes from loved ones and well meaning folks toward their depressed friend or family member. One quote literally referred to finding a prostitute as a solution! I just sat there thinking….

what…………..in………the…………world??????

So after a year of not having anything to say, I now feel compelled to speak on behalf of thousands of wonderful people who battle depression. I see them in my office and I watch them try so hard to figure out why, oh why can’t they…

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Confusing a redhead.

redhead2 scratcihng postConfusing a redhead with a scratching post is a mistake people only make once. Just because we don’t start cat fights (secure women don’t need to) does not mean we are afraid to finish them.

I can remember when my husband bought me a diamond tennis bracelet for Christmas 15 years ago. I’ve never owned anything so pretty in my entire life. It’s not like we had a lot of money either. He just wanted to surprise me, and surprise me he did. I love that bracelet.

We were at a New Year’s Eve party at a friend’s house and I showed it to someone. I wasn’t bragging about the bracelet I just wanted to brag on my husband for being so romantic.

Besides, she asked.

Her comment?

“I guess that’s why (her now husband) likes me. I’m not high maintenance. ”

I said, “You’re right. You aren’t high maintenance, but you sure have one hell of a manicure.”

That would be when the men separated us. Good thing too.

I do not for the life of me, understand cat fights.

And if you are going to ask a woman where she got something, don’t get all catty when you don’t like the answer.

We aren’t the competition y’all.

 

Music Monday: The Redhead Express, Happy