Maybe you thought this was going to be about the whole escrow, buying a house thing. But it’s not. (That is happening by the way, but at this point, it has dragged on for so terribly long, I’m boycotting the whole thing and demoting it from announcement status. And if this piqued your curiosity about the first big announcement, here you go.)
My main experience with Felicity Huffman until recently was through a radical independent movie called Transamerica. If you haven’t seen it, you really should. It’s some astonishing acting, when you think about a woman playing a man becoming a woman. And it’s a beautiful, complicated, funny, simple story. The more mainstream way that people tend to know Felicity is through the whole Desperate Housewives thing, which never appealed to me.
A month ago, I got an email in my inbox from Felicity Huffman. She’d been reading THIS VERY blog and liked it. And she had recently started her own website, for moms and women. She wrote:
I started it because I found mothering so fucking hard it blew my mind – and no one was talking about it. When I did speak out – people looked at me as if my hobby was kicking baby birds. So I wanted to create a place where women could share their experiences – the good the bad and the ugly.
She had me right there. What a woman. Not only can she act like there’s no tomorrow, but she can also break it down about motherhood. And then she hit it over the ballpark and told me that she has chickens.
Done and done.
I’m now a contributor at What the Flicka. Go forth, check it out. Enjoy some of the other great writers and honest moms over there. I’m thrilled to join them.
Photos by: Stephen Busken / WhatTheFlicka.com