Monday, December 24, 2012

Hi My Name is Cliff

So many comments to make.
1. Unstable Cliff, perfect sign to steal and give to someone named "Cliff" in your support group.
2. "Stay Back". When I first read it I thought it said, "stay black" and I was like, right on brother.
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Saturday, December 22, 2012

SUP








I accidentally went out paddle boarding with my phone in my pocket so I did the logical thing and took a picture of my foot. Fascinating.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Good Dog

Chewie swam next to me while I was on my paddle board in the lagoon yesterday. Afterwards he was so tired he didn't care that we put a hat on him. We pushed it further and found his breaking point was when we tried to make him rob a 7-11. What a killjoy.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Office Hours

If the orthopedic surgeon is going to be 40 minutes late, I'm going to get comfy in here. I'm glad he takes the time with his patients and he is super cute and smells nice so that makes up for it. I wish they had a waitress in here.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

A Day with Daisy

I spent the afternoon with Daisy. We trimmed this tree and then wrapped presents for Orphans together.  We were totally bonding. 
Next time, pedicures/pawicures and updos!
I am officially attached to Daisy so if she fails her training, I'm going to get a service hamster. 


Happy Birthday to Kels!

Happy birthday Kelsey! You are so funny and have such a great heart, I am so proud to be your Auntie and I love you very much. Keep up the good work kid. :)

Monday, December 10, 2012

Christmas Cleaning

Look what I found in the back of the pantry! I finally have some financial stability to fall back on!

Sunday, December 09, 2012

Chewie the Consumer Lab

It's official, Chewie approves of the new heater.

Thursday, December 06, 2012

Florida - NCCYM 2012

Mom and I had a great time in Orlando at the National Conference of Catholic Youth Ministers!

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Jive Turkey


In 1982 my afro was bigger than the turkey. Awesomeness abounded.

Monday, November 19, 2012

Patch McDougal


Happy birthday Pat McDonald! You are my favorite dad by far. I am "re-gifting" you a present from 36 years and one month ago (it's me. Wasn't that clever? Don't worry I also got you a real present).

Thank you Jesus for my Pop, please reinstate Wonder bread for him. Amen

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Squirrel That Ate Notre Dame

This was when making videos was fun.  I had a cameraman, tons of free time, and unlimited access to Notre Dame and it's squirrels.  Also starring in his role as "Fr. Fred" is Fr. Fred.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Back Therapy


The 11 foot 6 inch "pinkie" SUP board is to help my back rehabilitate. I just need someone to carry it cause it's heavy....

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Diocese of Jefferson City


Bishop Gaydos liked sitting next to me because he got free M&M's.

Awkward Ozarks


What the hell kind of giant zombie squirrels do they have here at the Lake of the Ozarks?
 

Friday, October 19, 2012

Social Media Killed My Blog

I don't think I have written a thought over 140 characters in the past year.
Social Media has killed my creative process.  I use to write my ideas out on my blog until they blossomed into a beautiful comedic cornucopia.
But now I am limited to 140 characters.
You see I have to be smart, funny and timely in 140 characters in order to Tweet on Twitter which is then published to my Facebook which is then ingested by my 2,138 Facebook friends and my 1,980 "likes" on my Judy McDonald Comedian page.  The responsibility to create that is very heavy on my petite yet muscular shoulders.  By the time I spend my funnies on that 140 characters I am just exhausted and must sit down as I am light headed leaving no time to write a hilarious blog for you the loyal blog reader.  So you see, I want to write comedy gold but social media is robbing me from you. I promise that I will add 10 characters a day and build myself back up to a full fledged blog.  I promise.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Es OK, I'm Still Funny

I just found out that if I don't raise enough money they give me a "service cat". 
No me gusta, no me gusta at all! 

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Little Angel Help

This is a hard blog to write because I don't like asking for help; but before you crumble this paper up and play wastebasket basketball, please take a few minutes to read it (jokes on you because this is on the screen and if you really want to crumble it up your going to have to shell out money for a new computer, so just read it). 
Even though comedy is my profession, this blog and my request are not a joke.

Perhaps this will come as a shock to you, but a few years ago I was diagnosed with clinical depression and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). You know what clinical depression is, but perhaps PTSD is a mystery. Sure, we see it on the news that our military has been coming back from war with it for years. It is also called “shell shock.” People are often described as having a “thousand-mile stare.” But it's not just soldiers who get it, comedians do too (really, anyone can). I was reluctant to share my challenges with many people, but now I need your help.
At times I am unable to leave the house because of all that comes with clinical depression and PTSD. You can imagine how these challenges can be a hindrance for someone who travels full time as a stand-up comedian. This letter is my way of letting more people know about my daily struggles and also an opportunity for me to ask for your help (which, again, is something that I hate doing!).
Recently, I discovered a company in the San Diego area that trains service dogs for people with PTSD and other physical and psycho-social challenges. Little Angels Service Dogs has an approval process, and I have been approved to receive one of these very special dogs! The dogs are typically Labradors that have been bred for this work. They are trained in foster homes from the moment they are weaned. The foster families do a fantastic job of getting these pups used to unusual circumstances at an early age. Once the dogs are mature enough, they are brought back to the training facility for specialized training. When all is said and done, the dog will have received more than 600 hours of training. In my case, training for my dog would include advanced obedience for public access, as well as deep pressure therapy, boundary control, and initial alert training. Included is additional training with me to help me deal with panic attacks, flashbacks and nightmares. This means that my dog would be able to interrupt my panic attacks,flashbacks and nightmares.
It will be such a relief to have this type of support at home and on the road. Little Angels Service Dogs is a non-profit agency, and every dog it provides is paid for by tax-deductible donations. The expense of training a dog so skilled is high, so people like me (who will use the dogs), as well as many others, work as volunteers to help raise some of these funds. As a recipient of a dog I will make a commitment for the duration of the dog’s life, and will be required to check in routinely with Little Angels Service Dogs to monitor the animal’s performance and the impact on the quality of life for the human companion (that’s me). 
The faster I meet my fundraising goal, the more quickly I can bring my service dog home.
This is the part where I ask for your help. My goal is to raise $10,000. Please consider making a tax-deductible donation to Little Angels Service Dogs on my behalf. Any amount is appreciated and will bring me closer to my goal.
If you have any questions about the program or anything else, please give me a call. There is also really great information on the Little Angels Service Dogs website. I cannot thank you enough for your consideration of my request!

You can send donations in check form to:
Little Angels Service Dogs
Little Angels Service Dogs
PO Box 219
Jamul, CA 91935
Your check should be written out to “Little Angels Service Dogs,” and the Memo for the check should read "PSDA1"
Little Angels Service Dogs is a 501c3 organization. Tax ID # 27-3515067
Thank you again for your help! I will keep all donors up-to-date about my dog. I cannot do this without you.
Pax,
Judy













Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Mac

 




I lost my best friend on September 12, 2012. His name was Mac and he was a 12 year old golden retriever. Mac was a water boy. Almost everyday summer, winter, rain or shine he would be in the pool. In the last 6 years or so he didn't swim as much as he just sat on the step soaking it all in. I sometimes would think I would look out and see him drinking a cup of coffee or reading the paper when he was out there, but that only happened twice. 
Mac wasn't always a golden boy. 


 He was very protective of me and bit his share of nieces and nephews who he thought got to close to me.
Once he even snapped and caught his tooth in my thumb. The was very apologetic about the whole thing and now I look down at my indelible "Mac Mark" and can smile.

He was horrible at posing for Christmas pictures but was one hell of a gift wrapper.



He hated when the suitcase came out when I would leave for a show and would pout and make me feel guilty. But all was forgiven as soon as I walked back in the door
We are pretty sure towards the end he got doggy dementia and forgot he was mean.
 Mac was a reminder to me of what a loyal friend should look like.
Always excited to see me when I walked in the door after a long trip or just from an errand. Constantly by my side sick, healthy or otherwise.
A good drinking buddy.