New Year, Flu, Commercial, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar.

This is my first blog post of 2010. It’s already February, 7, I know this. Yes, I’m apparently no good at the upkeep of a regular blog, but I fancy the idea of it. I really do. Here’s to another feeble attempt at keeping up with life and all the things I have to say about it.

2010 has been rad so far. Is it the beautiful even number? The communal excitement that things are on an upswing? Is it because my hair is blonde (I’m ready to dye it back. I can’t help it. I’m a brunette through and through.) after only three months (That equals a season. That’s a substantial amount of time!) of living the truth behind “blondes have more fun?” Who knows what’s made a wave of awesome come through the general public, but here’s to more of the same! Hear, hear!

Within the first two weeks of January, I managed to book my first national commercial. This was beyond thrilling. After years of auditioning and not booking commercially, this could not have come at a better time. I had the opportunity to work with an all out fun and similarly humored group of people. It was a brilliant time and I want more of it. I was also reunited with a very talented friend and woman that I admired for the year that I got to spend with her in college (she was a senior when I entered LMU as a freshman), Lily Rains. She’s an amazing working (because she’s killer good) actress whose name you will know well some day, preferably soon. I not only had fun working with her, but was so grateful to reconnect. Lord knows I’m always looking for more and more strong, intelligent and exceptionally talented women to collaborate with.

In January, I’ve also managed to get a mild flu, then get a mild stomach flu, and then consume copious amounts of sugar since the new year began. I LOVE sugar. Am I expressing an addiction here? Yes. Am I going to do something to stop myself? We’ll just take this one day at a time. I was warned by one of my yoga students, Laila, that the Cadbury hard shelled chocolate eggs of ecstasy and dream making are already in stores. This means that I’m not allowed to enter CVS until a month after Easter. A month!


God, I just want to dive mouth first into a bank vault (à la Duck Tales) filled with these stupid things.

So, that basically sums up my month. (I originally wrote mouth instead of month before catching it. Am I thinking about eating? What exactly is on my mind?!) Sugar, check. Target commercial, check. Flu, check. All of the bases have been covered. Keep a look out for the Target campaign in March. I’ll post the video up when I get a copy, whenever that is, just in case you miss it.

And I’m off! I have a special carton of Peanut Butter Zig Zag waiting for me in my freezer. Yes, I’m doing my best to develop diabetes by the time I’m 30. Diabetes, almost a check.