Jan 23 2014
Now that awards season is over, I am pretty sure it’s OK and authentic to say that I am tired of writing about dresses, SPANX, and expectations of wins and losses. I feel like writing about parenting again. So here we go.
I read a piece on the internet about whether or not to “force” children to kiss their parents or grandparents (or anyone else for that matter). It included the author’s decision to let her child know that when she gets kisses she’s “happy mama” and when she doesn’t get kisses, she’s “sad mama.” Argh. Yeah, that is so not my parenting philosophy or vernacular, but what do I know?
Here’s the thing. The thing about truth is that it’s true. The thing about parenting is that everything seems to change with every situation and it’s sometimes hard to tell what “true” is. I’d like to take this example of children not wanting to kiss certain people as an example of when truth trumps parenting. Read the rest of this entry →
Jan 21 2014
Not to belabor the losing point, but I did not win a SAG award this weekend, nor did Jim Parsons, nor did our show. That’s just the way it goes, it’s an honor just to be nominated, blah blah blah, I know.
Here are some photos from my evening nonetheless.
Getting ready with Robert Ramos (hair), stylist Alison M. Kahn (clothing stylist), and make-up extravaganza Linda Cowan (who does my make-up on The Big Bang Theory).
The lipstick choices Linda provided me with. I had no clue what to wear, so she picked.
Me with Kaley Cuoco and Melissa Rauch at the awards.
Me at the awards, my official selfie of the night. Read the rest of this entry →
Jan 17 2014
Alright, people. The last of the January awards shows is this weekend. The SAG Awards are the awards of the union of actors of which I am part of. The votes are cast by actors, for actors. It’s a peer event and I am feeling the weight of that with every fiber of my being.
Trust me on this one. It is a true honor to be acknowledged by people who know exactly how hard it is to be an actor and to make choices we actors make, and all of that artsy crafty actor stuff that non-actors think sounds bonkers and just really dumb.
I am nominated as part of our cast and individually as an actress in a category that is comprised of lead actresses and little old me. Yeah, I was shocked, too. Read the rest of this entry →
Jan 14 2014
I picked this week to take out my dining room fixture. It’s the brightest and best light in the house and it’s in the room where I get my hair and makeup done but I have disliked it for many years. For a ton of interesting and not interesting reasons, I chose this week to finally be done with it and remove it from the ceiling, thus leaving my hair and makeup team no good light with which to make me up. Don’t ask. So I gathered every other lamp I could and plugged them in and thank goodness make-up lady Linda brought a light to clamp to a chair, so we were all good. But didn’t I feel like a dolt. Yeah, I did. Here’s some of the lamps in my dining room.
Snazzy limo in effect. Neon lights. Big enough for 10 of my closest friends even though I did not have 10 friends with me. Here’s the limo: Read the rest of this entry →
Jan 9 2014
As many of you know, a fashion-y photo shoot recently came out in Regard Magazine (it begins on page 110). I’ve never done a shoot like this before and, who knows, I may never do one like this again. In all seriousness, my shoot with Regard Magazine was very efficient (we did about 15 looks in under three hours).
For many reasons which I won’t go into, this is not the kind of shoot I’m normally asked to do, and I would definitely file this one under “outside of my comfort zone.” The stylist did a great job finding fairly modest dresses, and with the exception of a few hemlines and a few adjustments of slits, I’m pretty pleased with the amount of skin covered up. Here are the things that every model knows, which I didn’t know, but learned during my shoot.
1. Suck in your gut at all times.
Without exception, the photographer reminded me every two clicks of the camera to suck in my stomach. Apparently the goal is to make people think you’re skinnier than you even are. Read the rest of this entry →
Jan 7 2014
After my initial time with my not religious family on the kibbutz, I spent the rest of my time on this trip with my religious family in the West Bank. Trying to avoid politics and religion with anyone in Israel is a challenge, and even moreso with my religious family! But we had a great time. Here are some highlights.
1. The Kotel
I always visit the Kotel (Western Wall) whenever I come to Israel. This time was very emotional. I thought it wouldn’t be, since my religious life and observance are in a constant state of emotional flux this past year or so and I didn’t know if I would feel “it,” whatever “it” is. Well, I felt it. It’s kind of indescribable, and it may come from so many people so devoted to one space and concept in space and time. The wall seems to throb with some sort of passion. It hums and it moans and it speaks to us. It’s the remnant of so much and the hope for so much. It’s a powerful place indeed. Read the rest of this entry →
Jan 2 2014
Well, my children have adjusted great to Israel. I, on the other hand, have adjusted about as well as my mother says I adjusted to daylight savings as a baby which is to say horribly. My “worst case scenario” for them for the first night actually became my own worst case scenario, with me sleeping only a few hours before darting awake, unable to sleep and armed with the energy to take a jog or make a cake, neither of which I can do in the kibbutz apartment I am in. My boys snored quietly and rhythmically in a cold room, warm under blankets and content in their dreamy homeland.
Leaving aside politics and religion (because that’s the best way to come to Israel: leaving those aside if you can), this is a rare beauty, this Israel thing. Read the rest of this entry →
Dec 31 2013
Take a look at 2013 through the eyes of Mayim Bialik! We compiled a list of all this year’s greatest Mayim moments, and here are her 10 most widely-read posts of the year.
10. Wearing the Pants for The Big Bang Theory Super Bowl Ad. Although Mayim usually wears skirts and dresses for religious reasons, in order to be a “team player” she donned football pants in a Super Bowl ad.
9. Since My Divorce, I’m Missing the Mikveh. As a divorced woman, Mayim no longer needs to go in the mikveh, or ritual bath, but that doesn’t mean she won’t miss the experience.
8. Happy Birthday to Jim Parsons, A True Mensch. In honor of her Big Bang Theory co-star, on-screen boyfriend, and close friend Jim Parsons’ birthday, Mayim wrote a list of all the great things about him. Read the rest of this entry →
Dec 30 2013
I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas week, however you spent it. I myself saw a few movies and ate Chinese food.
Here’s what my next few weeks look like: I’m taking my sons to Israel! We leave in a few days and we’ll be gone 10 days. On my mother’s side of the family, I have an aunt, uncle, four cousins, and about 20 children of my cousins living throughout the West Bank. I also have an aunt, uncle, and cousins who live on a secular kibbutz. On my father’s side, I also have a few cousins, including my cousin who I learn with on the phone, who made aliyah about five years ago.
Here’s the plan:
1. Rent a Car Read the rest of this entry →
Dec 27 2013
As the resident Kveller Contributing Editors Who Are Divorced & Not Remarried, Sarah Tuttle-Singer and I took issue with Sarah Buttenwieser’s recent post about envying divorced people and wishing for a 48-hour “break” from marriage.
No, we have not lost our sense of humor–or irony–just because we are divorced. No, we don’t literally think everyone envies us and doesn’t understand the complexity and pain we have gone through.
Both Sarah and I did not arrive at the divorce decision lightly. It was not the “first resort” for either of us. It was not done lightly and without acknowledgment of the tremendous strain it would put on our children and the tremendous amount of shifting of priorities that our lives would entail as divorced moms. But we digress. Read the rest of this entry →