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Hollywood Wrap Party VS. The Traffic

My husband recently became an assistant director for a children’s TV show.

I didn’t name the show when I wrote about visiting set last month. It didn’t feel right, somehow.

Visiting the set again a couple of weeks ago, I mentioned this reluctance to “the leading lady” from my earlier post. She–like my husband, Anthony–didn’t see any problem with naming names. (Indeed, she shared my post on her social media pages!)

This time around, I took a picture of the lovely leading lady with my baby son, Littler J. And I thought maybe, just maybe, I’d mention names if I wrote about the show again.


Last night was the show’s season three wrap party.

My five-year-old son had been excited about it for weeks. Since his baby brother was born, Li’l D’s had only a fraction of the parental time and attention he took for granted as an only child. He reveled in the fact he’d have a little time alone with both Mommy and Daddy.

His excitement fed my own … at least until a job interview sandwiched between two long drives pushed me toward frazzlement. Till Li’l D tried climbing on his brother’s bouncer in the ninety-second window I gave myself to apply make-up, resulting in the bouncer tumbling over and Littler J falling face-first underneath his big brother. Till I roared “What have you done?!” at Li’l D who, having never heard me shout, flung himself sobbing onto our couch. Till I saw how late his dad would be and understood we’d be arriving halfway through the party only after more hours in traffic.

By the time we left the baby with his grandmas, I was long since over the day. As we inched toward the party in rush hour traffic, I wished we were inching back homeward. I resisted the urge to actually turn that way by repeatedly reminding myself how important this party was to Li’l D.

I snapped after an hour in the car. One more minute in traffic and I was going to lose it. I growled at Anthony, “I’m parking the car at the next open spot and you can take him to the party! Pick me up afterward.”

“I am not just dropping you on the side of the road in this neighborhood!” my husband retorted.

“Fine! So drop me off at the nearest safe spot.”

Li’l D interjected from the backseat. “Mommy and Daddy, please stop arguing and drive instead.”

I retreated into silence.

I did end up going to the Dog With a Blog wrap party.

I enjoyed feeling slightly fancy–I was wearing make-up, y’all! this almost never happens–and having a drink.


I savored witnessing my husband’s pride in our sweet big boy, whom my husband carried in his arms or on his shoulders as much as Li’l D would permit.


I talked arcade games with an affable young boy while playing Ms. Pac-man a la my college glory days. My heart soared when I pretended my college best friend and fellow Ms. Pac-man pro was just around the corner.


I was happy to take my own picture with “leading lady” Beth Littleford. I no longer take “I was there!” pictures for their own sake; I wanted a picture as a reminder of our touching conversations about motherhood.

As the evening wound down, Anthony called me into a photo booth for a shot with some of his colleagues. I donned a Cleopatra hat over a clown wig and joined in.

I’d grumbled so much getting to the party, it didn’t seem right I should be having so much fun there. But I was having a blast, and the pictures showed it.


Anthony and Li’l D played video games for an hour after the wrap party.

“You’re glad you came, aren’t you?” Anthony asked me, poking my side as we both watched Li’l D finish up one of his games.

“I am,” I said. That was true as we traded in Li’l D’s 157 game tickets for toys so flimsy one has already fallen apart. It was true in the In-N-Out parking lot where I told Li’l D, “I need to close my mouth and eyes for a minute,” and where he fell asleep seconds after saying he, too, needed a little shut-eye. It was even true as we got back on the freeway for another hour on the road.

Traffic seems like forever when I’m stuck in it, but memories like these? They endure long after the traffic … but only if I brave the traffic long enough to get there in the first place.


  1. November 20, 2014 at 1:27 pm

    Ahhhhhhh!!!! I actually love that show. I enjoy hearing it in the background when my two girls are watching it – it makes me laugh!

    So does that mean I kinda sorta know a celebrity because I follow your blog and you’re married to the assistant director?


    • November 20, 2014 at 1:34 pm

      LOL! I think so?

      I haven’t watched too much of the show, but the little bit I watched with Li’l D a week or two ago had me laughing, too! (Same for the gag reel they played last night. So much fun!) I’ll be watching with Li’l D as he catches up on it. 😀

  2. November 20, 2014 at 1:28 pm

    How fun! So glad you bit the bullet and went! 🙂

    • November 20, 2014 at 1:35 pm

      Me, too! I spent seven hours in the car yesterday, which sucked (in part) … but the sucktitude is already almost completely forgotten the very next day! :p

      • November 20, 2014 at 1:40 pm

        I have felt that rage before. Where if I was not sandwiched in five lanes of traffic, I would just turn around and go home…. Always I have been grateful that I stuck it out, though. 🙂

  3. Jen
    November 20, 2014 at 1:30 pm

    Yay! My kids love that show! 🙂 How fun for you guys! And lemme say.. you sure look perty all gussied up like that! ❤

  4. Charlie
    November 20, 2014 at 2:09 pm

    My girls love that show! How exciting!

  5. November 20, 2014 at 2:30 pm

    Grumble and rumble. I am glad your little one got you straight. Should I remind you accidents happen? Wait till they get older and actually go out of their way to do ‘accidental’ harm to each other.

    You make me laugh. Make up and everything. Fabulous.

    • November 20, 2014 at 3:00 pm

      That particular one was frustrating because we’ve told D at least a dozen times not to lean on/sit on/manhandle/touch the bouncer when his brother’s in it because something like that could happen! OTOH, his chagrin at what had happened was a bigger deterrent to his doing it again than anything I could’ve said, y’know? My contribution just made him sad and probably a little scared and had the same impact on me after I determined (maybe 45 seconds later) that J was just fine.

      I am really, really looking forward to a date with D in the next week or so. I tell him that it’s not so very much longer J will get so much more hands on attention, but I’m not sure how much that means to a five-year-old. I do take heart in that we’re all just learning as we go, and that these little frustrations will be a very small part of what Li’l D takes away from his childhood. (That’s the good thing about growing up in a household equally full of dysfunction and love … it’s a little easier to take a wide angle view instead of fretting over each detail!)

      Love you. Love being able to sound halfway coherent right now, when in my head, its all gibberish and longing for a nap. 😀

      • November 20, 2014 at 3:04 pm

        I have never seen / heard you see as anything but coherent. You are simply silly, sometimes.

        Love you right back. Sometime ask me stories about my boys, they were amazing to watch.

  6. cardamone5
    November 20, 2014 at 4:25 pm

    I’m going to show this post to my kids who absolutely love Dog With A Blog. I hear them howling with laughter while watching it.


    • November 21, 2014 at 6:16 am

      Awesome! This all makes me think I’ll enjoy watching DWAB more than some of the other shows I watch with Li’l D. (PAW Patrol, his newest favorite, isn’t so bad, but I’d happily never watch another episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse or Dora!)

  7. November 20, 2014 at 4:36 pm

    I’ve never watched this show, but I have seen on the program guide. How very cool that he works with such a neat group of people. I’m so happy you and the family had a nice evening! 🙂

    • November 21, 2014 at 6:17 am

      It was a blast! I felt a little guilty having Li’l D up until 10:30, but there’s a place for occasional rule-breaking for good cause like this!

  8. November 20, 2014 at 6:11 pm

    First of all you looked georgous! Looks like you had a great time. Love that show, have only seen it a few times but my girls love it 🙂

    • November 21, 2014 at 6:18 am

      Thank you! I forgot a jacket and wore the suit jacket because it’s what I happened to have in the car … which ended up being a very good thing! 😀

  9. November 20, 2014 at 8:28 pm

    I know that feeling so well of heading somewhere and just wishing you were going home instead. I’m glad the party turned your mood around and you had a good time. Great photos!
    Also glad you had an excuse to wear makeup and feel a bit fancy. I always get excited when I get to wear heels and some mascara. And I used to hate wearing heels!

    • November 21, 2014 at 6:20 am

      I used to hate heels, too! I found a few really cute ones that I learned to enjoy busting out occasionally. Last month, I found a gorgeous pair that’s actually comfortable, so much so that I’d buy back-up pairs if I hadn’t picked this one up on clearance … d’oh! I almost wore them to the party, then opted for flats just in case there was a hike to get to the party. (There wasn’t.)

  10. November 21, 2014 at 10:46 am

    Congratulations to Anthony on being on such a show – it’s a big deal! And congratulations to you on making the effort to go to the party. The older I get, the more I have to force myself to do anything outside of work that doesn’t involve my ratty, old sweat suit, slippers and a glass of wine on the couch.

  11. November 21, 2014 at 10:59 am

    What a great memory for your little boy. I don’t know this world but it sure looks like fun.

  12. November 21, 2014 at 6:26 pm

    Oh I so know that feeling, when being stuck in traffic makes it seem like the hassle isn’t worth the end destination. I’m glad you stayed with it and are glad with the results!

  13. November 25, 2014 at 9:10 pm

    I’m not familiar with this particular show, but I am familiar with Beth Littleford from a variety of other shows. What a fun party to attend, and I’m certainly glad you had such a good time! Smiles tell that story!

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