On the other hand, maybe wake me when it's Christmas Eve

Oh, you guys. You guys! Eden and I spent this week hosting an entire series for Cafe Mom. It was a ridiculous amount of work, but so much fun, and we could not have asked to work with a better team. I haven't laughed this much while not high in a really, really long time.

We knew we were in good hands when we threw out the goofiest ideas we had, and everyone was on board.  Our conversations went like this:
Me: "So I think for that 'last trimester' episode, I should attempt to seduce the woman we're interviewing."
Them: "Sounds right to us."
Me: "Also I have amnesia and can't remember anything about the first six weeks of motherhood."
Them: "If you say so."
Eden: "And let's have an entire episode in a birthing tub."
Them: "Naturally."
Me: "With margaritas."
Them: "Oooookay."

I can't wait to show you all. We interviewed all kinds of fascinating and smart people, and while we made with the joke-making (as we do), I think the series is going to contain a truckload of valuable information for pregnant women and new moms. I learned stuff, and I've been doing this mom thing for a while. (It feels like decades!) The show is called "Mom Ed," and I believe it launches in January--I'll let you know when I have all the details. (And full disclosure: while I was compensated for my work on the show--you probably guessed that part--I wasn't obligated to gush or even write about it. This is all me.)

Eden and I find it awfully difficult to pass up an opportunity to work together, and sometimes, well, kids--sometimes things don't pan out like we hoped. But this one's going to be a winner.  The only downside is that now I'm overly used to having my makeup touched up every few minutes and someone to tend to my lint. I'm going to shout I NEED A GODDAMN LINT ROLLER WHERE IS WARDROBE? and Charlie will just look at me in confusion and fear. Like he can't use a lint roller. He just needs to FOCUS, is all.

As fun as this was, I can't wait to resume my regular schedule of writing, hanging out with my beloveds, and seeing how long I can get away with not showering. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to sleep until 2012.