My October Surprise

Interrupting my usual unscheduled stacks

Hello Dear Readers!

Apologies for my brief absence, but I have been in my hidey hole working HARD on this: 

Come see me say all the words you long to hear on the subject of, yes, menopause!

Whether you are in it, on it, adjacent to it, or underneath it.

Because let’s face it, most likely you hear the word “menopause” and immediately think “comedy.” Two tickets please! … but if you do want tickets, here is the link.

Well friends, I can assure you that menopause is, in fact, comedy. Is it the most hilarious joke perpetrated on us by our ungrateful bodies, whom we have spent decades lovingly caring for only for this body to… betray us when we need it most. Saucy little minx.

When you are in perimenopause or suspect you might be, it can feel very very lonely.

This thing that happens to fifty percent of the population of EARTH, and by proxy affects one HUNDRED percent of the people on earth, is not something that most people want to hear about it, and if you do talk about it, this very common thing - you are considered to be “brave.” They will call you bad-ass. Ugh. Save it.

Instead, let me be your guide.

If you are suffering, let me be that asshole who will tells you about the stupid random stuff that happened to me, so that you can feel better about stupid random stuff that is happening to you. WTF why is my tongue burning? WHY GOD WHYYYYY.

I can’t wait for you to finally see yourself as the best, smartest, slightly slower, but consistently cooler version of yourself. 

Who is no longer medically permitted to jump on a trampoline.

See you there, *

Xo

Sam

*Oh, if you are not able to see the show in person, we are recording the performance for Audible and will be available on their platforms early next year. So you can listen again, and again, and again, and ag - you get the point.