"Well I have a nanny and am paying 1500 a month for pre-school"

I overheard that today at an audition. "and listen..If i'm working I don't care how much money I spend! I'll buy that kid gold diapers!" was the next thing the actress said. Which I think sounds so cruel. TALK ABOUT CHAFFING! An older actress seated next to her butted in and said "can I just suggest public pre-schools? they are really okay". and then...an actress who is famous--I don't know from where exactly but if you saw her you'd know her...said "but I think pre-school IS SOOO important because it's their first socialization!" I finally leaned forward and yelled out "i'm with the public pre-school lady. A little playdough and some story time and you're fine." I was ignored.

We are in the pre-school drama. I am still trying to get myself to apply for financial aid for one school but every time I get to hard questions on the application like "husband birthday" I freeze and declare it WAY TOO HARD. I'm visiting our local public pre-school that is right around the corner from us tomorrow. the one where I called to set up a visit time and the teacher was like "can you call me back? I'm with the class right now." Which kind of bothered me. It seems so...public school. I'm kidding. I think I"m kidding. I CAN'T JOKE ABOUT IT ANYMORE!!! And MR MOM himself--the king of the playground-Jeff--has been asking around about school and decided the cool couple from San Fran sent their kid to Rustic Canyon so we want to go there. Which I'd love. IT'S SO BORING TO TALK ABOUT. except I can't stop talking about it until we get it all set up.

I've been slammed busy with the never ending auditions--that's where i get all that great parenting advice....and Jeff and Leo have been hanging for most of the day together until I'm done around 3 or so. Man, do the ladies and the nanny's at the playground across the street love jeff. Whenever I show up at the playground with Leo they all look at me like I've kidnapped Leo. "where's Leo's Dad?" Jeff takes a lot of pride in their tight community over there--which I love. he can look at a yellow tennis ball with no distinguishing marks on it at all--just a plain old tennis ball and yell "oh yeah..Nico's here today". He knows all the ins and outs.

I don't want to talk about pilot season. The best thing is that a taxi driver asked me what I was doing lately and I told him a lot of pilot tests and he thought I was trying to be an actual pilot. I've never been so flattered. I had to explain that it was far dumber than that. I've tested five times this season. Which is a lot. And every time I"ve lost out to a celebrity or a friend of the writer etc etc But I'm still doing well. Slightly worn out from it. The pressure is awesome. As if it was heart surgery. Yesterday's test was a show that the creators of Will and Grace wrote and before we all went in to test one of the writers said "just go in and there and assume you didn't get it!" He was saying it to take the pressure off of us. but ironically the girl who got the part told me after wards that she wasn't able to pretend she didn't get it...and I was like "oh I could! I totally pretended and told myself I DIDN'T GET IT!! IT SO HELPED!" and then I didn't get it.

at least we live by the beach. that's still a gift that keeps on giving.