It’s Flag Day. Does a Freak Flag Count?

Cause that’s the only one I have. I am pretty sure I fly it most of the time. I mean, come one, I am an actor/writer/Brooklyn mom with tattoos, in an interracial relationship, who goes to a socially progressive church, is straight but supports her gay family and friends going to parades and festivals, and … Read more…

Running Eggs but no Running Legs.

It’s raining. Again. I am OVER it. Maybe it’s just G-d weeping tears of joy that the Mavs won. In that case, it’s ok and totally understandable. So, I’m thinking about taking a boxing class tonight! (unless, of course, the rain holds off!) Tonight I am going to monitor my stride and stretch after my … Read more…