Comic Mummy

Blogging again!

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Sun, 22 Mar 2009 06:24:00 +0000

Hey ho!

Nowadays you can find me blogging again over here.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Website is updated! FINALLY!

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Wed, 15 Oct 2008 05:06:00 +0000

These days you can find me over at www.jennywynter.com

If you feel inclined to relight my fire.

Hanging Up

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 05:25:00 +0000

Hey dudes,

Well, it feels rather bittersweet to write this - what is gonna be the last entry on here. At least for a fair while.

For various reasons, not the least of which is that I feel like I've lost a lot of the passion that I had when I first started blogging, I've decided to have a long overdue break from blogland. Thanks for reading and occasionally even commenting, I heart it muchly. FYI my website's currently going through a dramatic overhaul, which, once complete (hopefully in the next month or so) will have regular blog-like updates on there, though admittedly they will probably be more random comedic musings and career-oriented blabs, rather than any of the personal stuff.

Which, on the personal note, my main frustration with myself on this blog is my tendency to censor myself far too much on here, which is something that - for the good of my soul and my comedy - I desperately need to remedy. "So running away and hiding is the answer?" you say. Point taken (even if it is from an imagined response from my audience, invented by my very self) but the bottom line for me is that I need to focus my writing time on my actual comedy and projects.

Plus peeps, I'm just so damn tired. The reason of which is posted below, in photographic form.

Life is good. Love ya lots lemondrops. And thanks for being a cyber-friend! xxx

"Jen!" you say. "Did you just finish off your blog with an image of paraphernalia which you actually URINATED ON?"

Uh-huh. I really did.

I know. Genius.

Salada! xx

Writing, writing and cliffhangers

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 05:10:00 +0000

Well, we're home again, safe and sound, back into the old routine, which includes (hopefully) some more regular blogging including actually replying to comments. Forgive me, readers, what can I say, it's a tough life on the road, baby!

I'm super motivated right now (and super annoyed at myself for my apparent automatic overuse of the word 'super' - but it's such a nice, upbeat word!) to enter into next week's third installment of my residency at the Banff Centre.

I'm gonna keep it focused on writing - writing some more chunks for my new comedy show, plus polishing off some songs I've been working on, but also getting together my spec TV script (I'm doing one for 'The Office') as well as a pilot episode for the sit-com which I pitched at the Banff World TV Fest. Excitement!

There's much other news to share, but that will have to wait. Sighs all round. Soon, soon, my little impatient ones, soon shall I feed you! Now in the meantime pipe down and let Mummy get back to her Scrabulous.

Ta.

BC Comedy Tour Update # 2

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Mon, 16 Jun 2008 03:38:00 +0000

I'm very pleased to report that the past few days of the tour have taken a very pleasant turn for the better.

WOOT!

In short, the gigs have been great (particularly in comparison to what will forever after be referred to as 'The Chilliwack Fiasco' - which I've chilled the hell out about now, which in doing so, has led me to remember some of the positives, like a dude coming up to me post show and saying "I'm so sorry, it's really not normally like this, please come back!"), the family has been soaking up the glamour of living in a damn nice hotel while sussing out the equal parts beautiful and bizarrre Kelowna (more on that another time), plus, the best part of all, have made a new and incredibly fabulous friend - in the form of the tour's headliner act: Jennifer Grant.

Seriously, I love her. LOVE her. Comedically and personally. I don't think I've been this excited about meeting another human being in a long time. Gush gush gush. She is without a doubt one of my favourite comedians ever, I kid you not. And to top it all off, she is just one rocking chick. Damn! We bonded over incredibly drunk Kelowna locals, stories of hookers playing with my kids in the hotel pool (that is one looooooong story and one that I find disturbing, if only in my complete lack of judgement: but hey, it's gonna make a beautiful comedy bit), and geeking out over comedy.

Oh man.

Last night was the last gig, Timmy came down and videoed my set for me (courtesy of the hotel's babysitting service - NOT hookers) and then today we embarked on the drive back home. We're currently hauled up in a beyond quaint family campground in beautiful Salmon Arm. We've eaten a home-made meal, done laundry and relaxed for the first time in days. Rock.

I'm back, baby!

Family BC Comedy Tour Update #1

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 00:37:00 +0000

Boy I'm tired.

BUT...life goes on and I'm also incredibly excited to be on the road again with not one, not two, but all members of my little clan as we jet off on a comedy tour/ family holiday through one of my favourite places in the world, British Columbia.

A full debrief on my shenanigans at the unbelievable Banff World Television Festival is coming soon (I'm writing it for my next column) but a few highlights included:

- a half hour meeting with Jon Plowman, head of Comedy at the BBC, the genius behind such shows as Ab Fab, The Office, Extras, Bottom...oh man, I could go on forever rambling them off. And - from my very nieve and fresh-faced opinion - it went rather nicely. Agh!

- meeting Brent Butt, creator, writer and actor (and more than not-too-shoddy stand-up) of Corner Gas.

- extremely fun, friendly and incredibly informative meetings with peeps from Just for Laughs, The Comedy Network and CTV's Comedy branch, plus a couple of tres cool literary agents for film and TV.

- plus another billion amazing people I met, in both pre-organised and random encounters.

My head is spinning.

Immediately after signing off on the fest, I drove back to Canmore, whereupon we packed up the car (after first almost floating off into another realm upon discovering that Laura, my babysitter extraordinaire, had taken it upon herself to clean my BATHROOM! Does the wonder ever end?!) and drove to Calgary, where we crashed my Loose Moose cohorts Stephanie & Jeremy's pad for the eve. At 5.30 the next morning we were all up and at it, out to the airport and onto the plane for the quick journey to Abbotsford (just outside Vancouver).

To be continued...

I want to debrief this all properly, there are so many wild, wacky and ridiculous little details that I want to share with you, but I'm so tired my eyelids kinda feel like they've been coated in antiseptic right now. So for now just a brief highlight/lowlight/featured moment:

I had my first gig of the tour last night in Chilliwack, it was really weird. Namely cos most of the people, despite paying a cover charge for a comedy show, opted to get really drunk and talk loudly through the MC and both of us comics' sets. Then after the show, I was in the bathroom and overheard the following:

Chick 1 - Did you enjoy the show?
Chick 2 - Yeah, but I was here a couple of weeks ago and it was just so much funnier.

Ouch. I've been thinking about that a lot today, as I'm sure you know too, the best comebacks always come to you after the moment. Part of me wishes that I'd gone out and said something like:

"Uh, just so you know...when the audience just talks over the show, it makes it pretty hard to HAVE a good show. I mean, Todd (who opened the show) has been doing this for years, he was on the CRAIG FERGUSON SHOW last week for heaven's sakes! It's not the comics' fault when most of the audience out-shouts the entire act...in that situation, nobody looks funny!"

Either that or:

"I was here a couple of weeks ago and the audience was just so much better."

But of course, I said neither of these things. (And I'm glad - I mean, in my cooler-headed state, I can say that I genuinely believe you shouldn't blame a bad gig on the audience. It's just life - these are just my little hot-headed fantasy revenge sequences after what was basically a below average night.)

Instead, I simply walked straight out of the toilet and asked her how it flushed.

She looked sheepishly at me, and said "Oh, it...it happens automatically."

As she spoke, I heard the flush.

"Oh good! Thanks!"

And I walked away.

Update from Banff World Television Festival #1

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Mon, 09 Jun 2008 05:36:00 +0000

You know, I think I could get used to this schmoozing thing. At first, stepping into the pit of hundreds upon hundreds of networking TV peeps was more than a little intimidating, but sure enoug, once I started just taking the leap and getting past the "Hi! I'm Jenny!" bit, the rest just rolled with the sweetness of a juicy mango at Christmas time.

So many interesting people. So much possibility! Loving it!!!

Oh! Oh! Oh! And I met Colin Mochrie (from Whose Line Is It Anyway) this afternoon!!! AGH!

Could there BE any more overuse of exclamation marks in the one blog entry? I think NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A cup of peppermint tea a day keeps something at bay...I'm just not sure what

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Tue, 03 Jun 2008 06:06:00 +0000

So we're all a little stressed round these parts at the mo. Partly for good (as in, positive!) reasons - we've got a lot of exciting things coming up - but mostly just in the money department. Living the dream rocks the casbah and is something I've always aspired to do...but bugger me sideways if it isn't a ticket to bankruptcy.

Anyhoo, forgive the bleak outlook, all else is well - my kids are healthy and happy, we're all alive and well-fed (trust me on that one) and we are still loving this incredible country, so we do have it all in perspective - it's just a little, yes, well, there you have it: stressful.

Thus, we are in a bit of a dilemma at the moment as to whether to stay put here in the Bow Valley. We absolutely love it, have a solid network happening now, good friends, there's enough opportunities for me to balance life and career quite nicely, etc, the bottom line is just that: the bottom line. And unfortunately, it's just so freaking expensive (both rent and groceries are far more than I've EVER paid in my life elsewhere) that from what I've been told, newbies usually last a year or two and then give up and move away.

We'll see - our pending BC tour (one week away: agh!) is taking on a little more significance now i.e. I'm sure it will be somewhat, if only subconsciously, a little scouting trip for potential new destinations to explore, conquer and soak up.

Time shall tell dear chappies, time shall tell.

Notification: guts are officially spilled. Time for bed.

It's the same old tired story

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Sat, 31 May 2008 07:33:00 +0000

Forgive the brevity, as I write this it's 1.43am, I am freshly returned from a family'n'all bite-size comedy tour to Edmonton - where I had a one-off but surprisingly massively rocking corporate gig for an Occupational Health Nurses Conference (go figure!) followed by a day of water-sliding it up at the massively chunky West Edmonton Mall.

Cowabunga.

More details (and if I get motivated, perhaps even photos) to follow - in the meantime, if you're interested on a bit of a Banff Centre Residency debrief of sorts, you can check out the latest column.

Oh man, so much more to tell of stuff going on right now, so little energy with which to tell it.

Tomorrow morning: it's back on the green barley for me.

Making time for art

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Tue, 27 May 2008 05:02:00 +0000

This afternoon as I tried to write my way out of a writing slump (yep, you read that correctly - I've taken to fighting fire with fire as far as writers' block is concerned, by reverting to stream-of-consciousness ramblings to get me through) I was struck by how frustrated I am with myself by how little time I've dedicated on a regular basis just to writing.

Anyhoo, more on that another time.

But right now, check out this great quote from a rather insightful interview:

It’s also crucial to find time to make work. Try to structure your life in ways that give you the opportunity to pursue art, because it’s very rare that the opportunity to make art will just fall into your lap. Everybody assumes that you are going to go to work at some point of the day. No one assumes you will make art. You have to make that a priority.

And with that, sleep tight Vegemite!

Judith Lucy's ruminations and Cool New Blog

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Mon, 26 May 2008 21:19:00 +0000

Still at the Banff Centre, it's my second last day (more or less) so I'm about to switch off the damn computer and get cracking. But just thought I'd share a coupla things if you're interested and/or want to join Jen and the Procrastination Band.

1) A really interesting interview with Judith Lucy, which mentions a lot about how personal to get or not get in your writing/performing life.

2) A cool blog I just stumbled across all about Women in Comedy .

Enjoy!

Salada!

My latest inspiration (and your laugh for the day)

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Thu, 22 May 2008 21:03:00 +0000

So I'm up at the Banff Centre, trying as best I can to avoid all things bloggy and get my butt into writing-my-show gear, but I just could not resist jumping to share this with you. Oh boy. It's one of the funniest things I've seen in a while (note: I don't think it's meant to be) and is currently inspiring my newest comedy character.

Enjoy!

More Banff Centre-ing, Vancouver planning and Scrabulous avoiding

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Wed, 21 May 2008 02:55:00 +0000

So tomorrow I start the second leg of my Banff Centre residency - I have to say, I feel markedly calmer about it second time around, I guess it just comes with knowing what to expect and being a little clearer on what I want to get out of it.

In a beautifully serendipitous turn of events, my director for the show appears to be confirmed, which is fantastic - just the kick up the buttocks I need to write, write, write my show off this week, and get it ready for what will be a very intensive jam-packed rehearsal period. I'm so excited!!!

In other news, I'm spending much time trying to piece together an extension to the upcoming BC tour in June - while I was hoping to find some gigs en route back from Kelowna to here, envisioning us meandering our way back through stunning lakes, valleys and campsites, it appears a little tricky to conjure said gigs up in time. So...I'm turning my sights to Vancouver, which I'm equally excited about, given that there's not only a ton of cool comedy stuff to be part of, but my sister-in-law Liz (who has lived in so many countries she basically embodies the concept of 'multicultural') told me it's one of her favourite places in the entire world. So yes. Vancouver tis. And it shall be grand.

By heavens, if we can stumble across some reasonably priced accommodation, it will be downright magnificent.

If it weren't for me being sunburnt right now (courtesy of my re-discovered addiction to mountain biking) life would be pretty sugary indeed.

So for now, I say bring on the Banff Centre! Let's just hope I can haul my addictive butt away from Scrabulous so as to make the most of it. Yeah, right.

The b'day party that ended in stitches

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Sun, 18 May 2008 05:46:00 +0000

Well, almost.

After a near perfect day, including the morning spent at the fanchasmic Canmore Children's Festival, then the afternoon (otherwise known as Cay's b'day party) spent frolicking on waterslides in Banff, it concluded with the birthday boy slipping on a top step and inflicting a nasty cut on his eye.

Poor little dude.

Luckily, we had this to distract/compensate with:

Please note: I'm only proud of this because:

a) I am SOOO crap at doing the cake thing.

and

b) Cay is particularly pedantic and when he asked for a Batman cake and I could find no black icing in a 100km radius of Canmore, I was completely and utterly resigned to the fact that no matter what I did, he'd pull a Donald Trump on me at the presentation of my assignment.

But he loved it. And coming from a newly-4-year-old with a cut to the eye and a birthday perogative to cry if he wants to, that's sayin something.

ROCK!

PS Thanks to Girl Clumsy for the icing advice!

Always My Little Man

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Fri, 16 May 2008 05:52:00 +0000

My little man turned four today. Yep. Four.

His birth was so amazing - as far as torturous experiences go - I distinctly recall afterwards just thinking that all I wanted to do with my life was have babies. Sigh. His was a waterbirth, and while I'll spare you (and I) the gorily intimate details - though if you're really keen, just look up 'waterbirth' on youtube and you'll soon get the picture - just know that it was really peaceful. So much so, that afterwards the midwives were trying to prod him and poke him just to get him to cry, cos he was so content and peaceful just chilling out in my arms in the bathtub.

And now here he is: four years later.

He drives me nuts with his J-Lo like schedule of costume changes, his inclination to blame me whenever he bumps his head/scrapes his elbow even if I'm not in the same room as this occurence, and his obsessive/compulsive rants regarding washing his hands BEFORE flushing the damn toilet.

But...he also cracks me up with his sayings (the latest one being "Rock the Casbah!"), his highly involved toy-based stories (last week's was very short and basically involved him picking up Ella's cabbage patch doll and shooting her in the face: twice. Please don't ask), while his cuddles first thing in the morning melt me into puddles of sleep-deprived goo.

"Am I REALLY four?" he asked this morning.

"Yup!" I said.

"Am I still Caleb?"

"Yup!" I laughed. "You'll always be Caleb."

Happy b'day little man.

Keeping up with the Jones'...

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Thu, 15 May 2008 05:56:00 +0000

...or more specifically, keeping up with my good ole blogging and real life friend, Girl Clumsy, who has inspired me to get rid of the cobwebs, do some spring cleaning (it is actually Spring, over here in Canada, after all) and revamp the Comic Mummy premises. Thanks Nat!

My website's getting the onceover too pretty shortly, which I'm extremely excited about, given that my main man Matty B (who is a completely and utter GENIUS) is on the case and I cannot wait to see what delights he spews forth. Ah boy.

Mothers Day has come and gone - I wrote a short but sweet column on it last week but forgot to link it. Sozzoms! Here tis, please don't fret, take a deep breath and enjoy. Hopefully.

And this week's column (basically detailing how Mothers' Day was spent - i.e. on girl guide camp with little Miss Five) is up too if you're up to feeling like a CM stalker on this lovely morn.

In completely unrelated but worthy-of-documenting-for-my-own-reference, I had my last snowboard of the season today and it was ROCKING like an Opera. I finally experienced the joy of 'spring skiing' - i.e. slushy soft snow, so lush and thick and sloppy that it removes all fear of injury, sunny skies (resulting in my first ever Canadian sunburn) and absolutely no queues to the chairlift all day. I'm already lamenting the season's end...summer better be damn well spectacular to make up for it.

Seriously.

Getting the balance, slowly but surely

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Mon, 12 May 2008 05:41:00 +0000

One of the reasons I think I'm finally starting to get this family/comedy thing in balance is that I'm trying less to balance things on a day-to-day scale, and more to balance them in a wider time-frame, say, over the course of a week, a fortnight or even a month.

Weekdays, I'm pretty much 100% focused on the kiddly-winks. I'm happy to report too, that while homeschooling is certainly proving to have a pretty stepp learning curve, it's getting better and better all the time. My relationship with both kids has improved (with Ella out of SIGHT), I've connected with quite a few more homeschooling families too, which has been awesome and my dear new friend Penny - who literally has an entire wall full of resources - has been unbelievably helpful, encouraging and full of wisdom. She's my little smiley sage. Love her.

Then come the weekend, I usually spend Saturday mornings with the fam and attacking the house, then after lunch make the trek down to Calgary for training with Loose Moose. This weekend was quite the juggling act though.

Friday: Drove down to Calgary early and performed in the Loose Moose Micetro show. Oh boy, I had the most magical time I think I've ever had onstage, I feel like all the training is really starting to kick in and I just let loose, was completely ridiculously excited just to be onstage and had a ball. I usually constantly swing between being in love with stand-up and improv - at the moment it's improv all the way baby. Plus I think I've found a director for my solo show - I don't like counting my chickens before they've hatched but it's looking good! I then crashed the night on Loose Moose friends' couches and did friendly battle with their cat who apparently took a great liking to my sleeping bag covered head.

Saturday: Spent most of the morning shopping for the Cay-man's b'day party (he's 4 on Thursday: WHAT THE?!) but unfortunately was unable to locate a Batman costume, his number one request. Ah me. Then met up with said little dude for a day out with Thomas the Tank Engine. My friend Sabina brought him down with her and her little ones for an afternoon of rides, face painting and da-da-da-da, an actual ride on THE Thomas!

Then jetted off to Loose Moose training in the afternoon (wonderful, wonderful, wonderful - we're doing 8 weeks on status work, which I'll write about more soon on the improv blog) and THEN off to meet up with my little girl on her first ever girl guide camp.

Phew. I just wrote a column about it which I'll post once it's up - in short, it was exhausting but lovely, and I've been so emotional lately just at how quickly both my kids are growing up. Such a cliche, but well, that's what they're cliches for. When they sang their Mothers Day songs this morning, I actually cried. Yep. Cried.

After lunch we drove back home, hung out as a family, then Timmy and I went out on a hot date to Banff for some much needed, well, 'hot date' time.

Then home just in time to tuck the kids into bed, give the house a quick once-over and brace ourselves for doing it all over again this week.

Phew.

PS Massively belated but sincere Happy Mothers Day-ness for all you hot mamas and mamas-to-be out there. You rock the world and don't forget it!! xxx

Vagueness, more comedy tours and a cliffhanger

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Thu, 08 May 2008 03:58:00 +0000

I've been feeling a bit up and down of late, not to sound too mysterious but I've been waiting on some rather important news and as it turns out: Shock! Horror! I'm incredibly impatient. So much so that in the interim I've taken to sliding into a little rut of demotivation, putting my life on hold and hoeing into a brownie-baking spree until the news is uncovered, decisions can be made and I can re-enter the world at a fiery pace. Or at least, some pace that is not 'standing still'.

Yes, yes, very vague I know. I'll get there.

There are many good things happening which amazingly, are good for both comedy and family. Woo-bloody-hoo! For instance, I've scored another nice little tour back to BC in June, which I am so incredibly stoked about because the last time around I fell in love with the place, even when it was frozen stiff - this time around, it will be summer, which I've been assured is just magic on a mountain range. AND...the family's coming along for the ride. I'm currently driving myself mad trying to hook up some more gigs en route back to Alberta so we can take our time meandering back, but you know...whatever. It's all in the spirit of adventure. Tim was at first a little reluctant to take the time off work, but then (in typical Jen fashion) I just launched at him with my "Come on! We're in CANADA! We didn't come here to win employee-of-the-month awards, we came here to see the place, to experience something new, to have fun as a family!" Mission accomplished.

So yes, all is well - hopefully shall have some news soon. And then, at the risk of sounding like a Lost promo, all will be revealed...

Fatigued round-up: possibly an unwise move

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Mon, 05 May 2008 05:35:00 +0000

SOOOOO tired.

Hmph.

This entry may not even make sense, such is my state right now. You have been warned.

So, the weekend in a nutshell:

1) Spent yesterday at the very wonderful Calgary Zoo. The kids LOVED it! We LOVED it! Our camera...dead. Waaaaaahhhh!

2) Then proceeded to balance out the family time with some me time, otherwise known as Loose Moose training. So very wonderful. I'm blogging about it (bit by bit, as usual I'm overcommitting myself) at the other place.

3) Have been trying to nail Caleb down to his birthday party plans (he's turning 4 in a little over a week: how did that HAPPEN?!) but he keeps changing his mind on a half-hourly basis. Seriously...I've been this close to ordering his birthday cake decorating set off ebay when he changes. One minute it's Buzz Lightyear, the next it's Lightning McQueen. When did my offspring become so fickle?

4) Money - or rather lack thereof - has been proving a little 'stressful', shall we say.

5) Spent much of today hiking with the family - well, the kids biked it - through woods, alongside rivers and general all-round picturesqueness. The kids LOVED it. We LOVED it. Our camera...dead.

Cest la vie!

Aussies have it sooooo easy

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 17:49:00 +0000

Yeah, yeah, that's right. I'm like, SOOOOO provocative right now.

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then not only do you have something in common with my hubby's daily existence, but you might care to check out the latest column. It's up. Like....yeah!

(Apologies for the non-sensical ramble. I'm still dealing with the fact it's a new week).

The Tooth Whisperer

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 04:28:00 +0000

I am TERRIFIED of dentists. Terrified. The reason is clear - my first ever visit to a dentist, at age five, ended with me being held down in the chair by my grandmother AND the assistant, kicking and screaming while they drilled the living daylights out of my teeth. I'm serious. I checked. No. Living. Daylights. Left.

Henceforth (damn I love that word) I have never set foot in a dentists' chair without trembling, stiffening up and trying to hypnotise myself into another dimension. Bottom line: it haunts me.

Which is why I really wanted Ella's first dental experience to be pleasant, so she could avoid my fate. Unfortunately, twas not to be. (Note to all parents of babies out there - when they tell you not to let your child fall asleep on the bottle, seriously heed that. It will save you forking out both money and emotion.) Her first visit was going swimmingly, then they decided to give her root canal. Yes. Root canal. On her FIRST VISIT. To cut a long - and painful - story short, Little Miss was not only displeased, but refused to set foot in a dentists' chair again.

Which is how we found ourselves referred to a children's specialist in Calgary. Now, I was not thrilled by any of this, the pain of having to drive two hours each way just for a dentist appointment, the promise of having to fork out half of my savings no doubt, for the privilege of a 'specialist', without any guarantee that the kid would even walk through the door.

To cut a long - and happily painless - story short, it was worth every minute, penny and worry. This woman is a GENIUS. I love her. No, seriously. LOVE HER. If I ever release an album/produce a DVD/win an Oscar, she's going to be in the thank-yous. Yesterday Ella had to have a tooth extracted (yes, yes, let's not even talk about how crapola I feel about that even having to happen, believe me I've force-fed myself Marmite for the past week as penance) and not only did she not even shed a single tear, but afterwards told me "I LOVE the dentist! I can't wait to go again!"

Un. Believable.

Did I mention I love that dentist? Seriously. I'm not just throwing words around here. It's the real thing.

How To Tell If You're a Homesick Aussie

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 19:22:00 +0000

a) You randomly burst out in public spouts of "Land Down Under".

b) You dream of Vegemite.

c) You start searching for 'The Henderson Kids' on youtube.

Ah.

Poopedness, columns and a little bit of stage-mothering

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 23:06:00 +0000

I'm pooped. But in a good way. We just had the amazing honour of having our first overnight stay away as hubby and wife sans kids in 8 months. Woot! Timmy came down with me to Calgary, where I performed in my very first show with the ever-amazing Loose Moose, then spent the next 24 hours coming down from that high by hanging out with my fellow moosers Steph and Jeremy (who very kindly lent us their couch), then pottering about snowy Calgary for the remainder.

Ah, sweetness.

So in the absence of anything more substantial, here's the latest column up if you please.

Oh, oh, oh! And while I stopped posting photos of my kids on here a while ago, if you're uber-keen, you can check out the front page of the newspaper here: my daughter is on the front page. A cover-girl at age 5. Oh boy. What the heck are we in for? ;-)

Montreal Comedy Fest, Banff World Television Fest, etc.

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 04:21:00 +0000

I just sat down today and mapped out what the next few months of our life are going to look like, and suffice to say that I feel like taking the Jen who was complaining inwardly about how slowly things were progressing and slapping her in the face with a big chunk of salmon. Except that I seriously don't wish to be bear bait.

Anyhoo, lots of cool things are happening in the next month, so many in fact that I feel like a completely spoiled brat. Gees. Then again, every time I feel guilty about it, I just remind myself of the times when it seemd like all my friends were off globetrotting while I was shoving my jibblies into mouths full of freshly-cut teeth, making daily friends with nappies and their contents and cursing the heavens wondering why I hadn't taken my chance to get overseas when I was young and free and reckless.

Then, THEN...I feel better.

But yes, today I booked my ticket to Montreal for the Comedy Festival in July, I'm so excited I could almost scream. Agh! There you go, got it out of my system. Before that in June I am heading to the amazing Banff World Television Festival to try my hand at serious schmoozing (and am using it as a serious deadline/motivator in the meantime), in August will be doing the Loose Moose training intensive, somewhere squished in there is the rest of the Banff Centre residency and then in September...da, da, da, da, da, da! I'm coming back for a brief sojourn in Oz to be Matron-de-Honour at my sister's wedding. Ooh la la!

Note to self: now is the time to start cutting back on the bagels.

Self to note: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A whole new blog...

noreply@blogger.com (Jenny Wynter) — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 04:49:00 +0000

That subject was supposed to be sung in the tune of "A Whole New World" from Aladdin, by the way. If you missed that first time round, go back, do it again.

There, now we're all on the same page.

Not heaps to report, other than to do a kinda cross-promotional plug - I've started up a new blog, one which is going to be pretty strictly comedy/improv related.

As with all things, who knows where this will go, but for the moment I'm really craving an outlet to ponder over all things uber comedy-geeky and well, this seems as good as any.

PS Today we went biking for almost an hour. It felt like an extremely cool thing to do, but now I'm walking like a cowboy. Giddy-up.

UPDATE:

Gees, might help if I linked it. Wow, technology. It's the way of the future, you know.