With Mother’s Day fast approaching it’s time to book your brunch reservations, pick those flowers for mom and once again buy your tickets to Listen To Your Mother. Coming to a city near you.
It was just a little over a year ago when my dear friend Ann said to me in the middle of a McDonald’s play land (I’m pretty sure this is where Steven Spielberg pitched E.T. to Universal Pictures) to tell me about her idea for this show. Little did we know that soon after a star would be born. Ann is slowly making her way into the spotlight too.
I’m not in the show this year, much to the dismay of all my fans, (in this case “fans” is a very loose term which may or may not mean “myself”) but when Ann asked me to help out, I was happy to clear my wildly busy schedule. (in this case “wildly busy schedule” may or may not mean I begged Ann for just a small part in the show [and didn't they need a dancer in the background?] in which case she patted me on the head and gave me a job.) I’ll be communicating with both ends of the house close to show time (note to self: figure out what that means before show time) and greeting everyone as they come in. Sort of like a Wal-Mart greeter but instead of a blue vest, I’ll be wearing my wedding dress and a crown. Ann asked me not to wear my veil so I assumed she meant a tiara was OK.
In all seriousness, I’m ridiculously proud of Ann. Listen To Your Mother is now in FIVE states. Hey, the other 45, I’m looking at you.
Not only is she taking over the country but the show has now received national sponsorship. That’s huge people. Soon we’ll have paparazzi following us when we meet for coffee and running stories about why Ann is hanging out with a contestant from “What Not To Wear.”
So if you are in the Madison area, please do yourself a favor and buy your ticket now to this year’s show.
I not only always listen to my mother, I love her dearly. In a couple weeks she is having open heart surgery. I haven’t talked about it much because it’s too close. Too real and a very personal thing we, as a very close knit family, have to go through. But I want the world to know how much I love that lady in the mini with a chub of a baby…
and how strong she is. Also a few extra prayers, good thoughts or whatever you can do, never hurt.
Happy Mother’s Day mom and to all you other mothers out there. You deserve this day. And some ice cream.