
Ok so today marks a big big deal in WoogsWorld. My blog has been viewed over 20,000 times and not all by my mum! I know that that number is very small potatoes, but it was a bit of a goal for me.
I wrote my first post on the 6th of May 2008. I then decided this blogging business was crap and turned my attention to other pursuits such as developing an intimate relationship with carbs and getting to know my Foxtel Remote better.
Then my wonderful friend Mrs Bell suggested I revisit the notion at the end of last year. So I did. I wrote my ring off for months before I got my first comment from Kim. I was all like "Holy Fuck someone read my blog! - I had better watch what I write in future!"
But I did not watch what I wrote and I am so glad I didn't. I have connected with heaps of potty mouthed whinging mums and moms out there, and let me tell you the joy they bring me!
Mrs Woog Loves........
These chicks rock, They will make you laugh, debate you sometimes riotously and always tell you how good looking you are. I am glad I have made some cyber pals, which now puts me in the super-dork category and I do not even care. xo
A special mention must go out to Brenda at MummyTime for the ongoing mentoring she provides me, even though I did not ask her if it was ok. Just kind of bugged her a lot. She is a blogging guru with not much time on her hands as she builds her multimedia empire, so I appreciate her all the more.
I am also very aware of the community service my blog fulfils. Saturdays with SawHole is a phenomenal success in dealing with issues from readers across the globe. I thank SawHole for her time and efforts. She is currently ebaying a limited edition of her Satrudays with SawHole t-shirt will all proceeds going to my beautiful Shepherd Centre, which taught my deaf son Jack how to talk (some might say a little toooo much....) Go and bid!
And to Mr Woog and the Woogettes, thank you for providing me with writing fodder almost every day. Now go clean your room.
I have often been asked to reveal myself, so on this special day I thought WHY? And I have decided against it.
But I will take you back to my first post. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed having you in Woogsworld.
xoxoxo
Making My TV Debut
Interesting thing happened to me this week. I found myself on tv. Not in the emotional sense (am yet to do that) but there i was on morning television as part of a discussion panel.
One of my best friends is a glamorous television type and over several cocktails a few weeks ago, I pointed out to her that her job impinges on our friendship quite often and i have never asked her for anything but I was asking her now.
Get me tickets to the premiere of Sex and The City. (four if she could and if she was lucky....i may or may not ask her along)
She texted later that she had managed to get her hands on 4 tickets so our gang of friends were elated! We LOVED the thought of being the first ones to see this film. Of course possible outfits were discussed, dissected and dismissed. The 3 of us non-glamorous, non-tv types had a very limited pool from which to draw from.
I thoughtfully looked past the row of grey, navy and black suits from my old life and selected a green top which i bought to wear to my mum's 60th birthday party. Having watched the segment of me swanning (stomping) down the pink carpet, it is safe to say i should have lent it to her for her own party - as i did actually look 60 in it.
It was decided that we would be interviewed at the end of the red carpet for a short "grab" (see i now speak the lingo) This was only told to us on the day of the event - but as our presenter friend had gone to all the effort of getting the tickets, it was the least we could do.
Cut to cab ride to the Premiere - i am thinking that when you are on TV, you need a lot of makeup on. A lot. So i kept piling it on until my face was no longer unable to move. So now i looked like a transvestite 60 year old - rather than just a regular 60 year old.
All went ok - of course i was nervous but we got the interview done quickly and did what we went there to do - which was of course go to the movies along with other Sydney "glitterati" which is code for washed up reality stars, soap stars and models.
Afterwards, fresh perky production-type 12 year old the gave us the script for our segment in the morning.
Excuse me?????
I was up at the crack of dawn dropping kids at daycare and again looking despairingly into my hideous collection of sale items that i call my wardrobe. Jesus. Xanax. Coffee. 100 calls to my pals. Rolled eyes from my husband. Pinching myself this was all a bad dream. Live morning television on a show with infomercials. (Hello Moira).
My outfit choice was just as bad - makeup and hair girl did her best. I did explain to her my acne breakout was due to an IUD (we both knew i was lying).
On reflection and looking at the finished segment - it was not so bad. We mainly spent the 6 minutes talking over the top of each other and the hosts. Lots of laughing, lipstick and hair-tossing. I do not think i will be getting a regular "gig" on tv somehow, BUT in case i am ever asked back there are a few things i now know...........
1.Professional makeup and hair artists are worth their weight in gold
2.TV lights are solely responsible for the growth of the Botox industry - they showed up wrinkles that had not even surfaced yet.
3.People say the camera adds 10 kilos. Do not listen to this as this is a total lie!
4.The camera adds 35 kilos.
5.All clothes will look shit unless you weigh 12 kilos.
6.Do not smile like a crazy bag lady for the entire time - it makes you look insane and exasperates facial flaws.
7.DO let other people finish a sentence before you begin.
8.Never interrupt the host. Twice.
9.Do not assume that NO ONE WATCHES MORNING TELEVISION. 45 friends and family called to let me know "We just saw you on telly - why didn't you tell us?"
10.Do have a new found awe for people that actually do that everyday (i think that is why they are all so skinny - very fast paced and nerve-wracking)
11.Do be patient and wait until the film comes out on DVD before asking for any more "favours".
You are sooo effing hilarious, Woogsie. I must meet you IRL. Must!!
ReplyDeletePS. You are welcome.; )
Congratulations Mrs Woog on this wonderful day!
ReplyDeleteBrenda - MrsWoog can be found road raging in the Mazda, while drinking a flat white and singing show tunes.
Congratulations! And thanks for the mention. I love your blog. And I think I would die if I ever had to go on television. I've been on the radio a few times and survived. But television... argh!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations - I was so happy to go back to your beginning tonight. You sure are a mystery, Mrs. Woog!
ReplyDeleteLOL... love the post woogsworld;-)
ReplyDeleteGosh i remember the first time i went on tv back in the 80's it was called (potluck) dance show with a horrid judge called Bernard King :-p.
Yes i always give credit to the make up artist who really try and do the best they can and always do!
love reading your blog hun xxx
Thanks for the shout-out, Mrs. Woogsie! And stay anonymous, I love a little mystery. There is so little mystery in life! Love the green shirt part, I look like I'm 60 most of the time, as my body is trying desperately to become my mother, which looks great on her, as she is actually over 60.
ReplyDeleteOnward to 40,000!
You make Mr Woog clean his room too? Shit, my Steve has been getting off scott free for too long.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! Monumentous occasion :) (Am a really new reader - thanks to Wanderlust - but hope to get to know you and backtrack as my work load permits, and eases)
Haha gooooo Mrs Woog!!! Thankyou for the shout out lovely- you is ne of my favorite, funniest chickettes on the blogosphere. That Sawhole chick is off her guts though ;)
ReplyDeleteGo you! 20,000 views is huge! Plus, your blog cracks me up.
ReplyDeletethat is a mind boggling number in my world... congrats... I would like to add my resounding cheer for all your non-censoring... too freakin' funny. ❤
ReplyDeleteCongrats Mrs Woog you are a legend - as we all know! And being anonymous has its benefits so keep that up too. Haven't been round to comment much lately had my head stuck in the book I won from you and it was fabulous.
ReplyDeleteKeep up the hilarity please
Kaen
or Karen whateva you want to call me lol
ReplyDeleteOnly quite new, but your blog is one of the lol ones. I hate writing LOL but truly it makes me laugh loudly and in turn, make people look at me funny.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on this milestone. You had the goods from post one.
I wish you hadn't told me that you'd been on the tele. Now I'm all shy.
ReplyDeleteHIGHLY unlikely. Thanks for the mclovin. I'm mclovin you right back, you know that. Cheers to the next 20,000 views (where do you get these stats from... I'm so bad at this...)
ReplyDeleteoooh, get you being all famous! So...no youtube clip?
ReplyDeleteHappy 20,000 views to you!! Mummy Diaries thanks you for all of your support and shout outs.....
ReplyDeleteGo MRS WOOG! And the supportive family. Your comedic talent has not gone at all unnoticed by all one of us at TTGB.
ReplyDeleteKindest,
TTGB
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Mrs Woog, you're a legend! The enigma is at risk though as we all frantically google "morning TV, Australia, Sex and the City, interviews, young women in their mothers clothes, too much makeup, too much interrupting" to find out what you really look like. Kidding!!! We love the mystery. And a happy 20,000 views to you!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations Mrs Woog :-) Love your current poll too.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations Mrs Woog! That's massive...wish I had caught your tv spot...would have loved to see you interrupt the host...
ReplyDeleteI would like to exchange links with your site www.woogsworld.com
ReplyDeleteIs this possible?
Har har. TV's scream, isn't it? First time I was on, shooting a mid-morning show product promo, I thought "Just be relaxed. Do your best, but don't worry too much, because they'll do more than one take." No they bloody didn't. Fortunately I wasn't too crap, but I might have made more effort if I'd known. As for the make-up, with my forehead being the size of the main runway at Mascot, I had my make-up chap (nice boy...) working overtime to keep the sheen down!
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