Dear Amy Schumer

So honestly, I have absolutely no idea where I'm going with this. I decided that I needed a home for my Lost Blvd. un-boxing v-logs and last summer when I did my 10-day Master Cleanse people watched. I don't know why people are watching me and enjoying my videos but they are. So here we are. I have no clue what I'm going to say and if I'll write weekly or bi-weekly or when the moon turns green but it should be interesting to see what comes out of my mouth or fingers.

The first time I started a blog it lasted 3 posts. My oldest daughter was like 18 months and I was pregnant with my youngest. Since then I've had my youngest, gotten a divorce, tried post-marriage dating (I don't even know where to begin with that one watch for future posts), worked my butt off and gotten completely lost directionally with my life. Maybe you guys can help me find that direction.

But to give you an idea of what this blog might end up being some days I take you to the fairytale land of my everyday life. Driving to gymnastics with my youngest. By the way, should I use their names? Lately, everyone freaks me out about everything and anything I never thought about freaking out about. Anyway, probably not. So driving to gymnastics thinking on the much-shared review of Amy Schumer's recent performance at Towson University, her alma mater, and mine. I developed a letter to Amy as to why we should be friends. Here is goes.


Dear Amy,

Hi, how are you? First, let me tell you I loved Trainwreck, my girlfriend and I laughed so hard we almost spit the wine we snuck into the theatre out of our mouths. Thank you for bringing the mantra "you don't marry your best sex because they're in jail" into my life. It really has helped me move forward and has probably been the best advice I've had to date. Why I haven't seen a meme out there yet for that quote I don't know. Maybe I'll make one.

So Towson, huh? How did we miss each other? We could have been best friends. Well, except I did pay for my friends and paid for it for a long time after. You probably saw me dancing to the thong song with my sorority sisters and made fun of me. I would make fun of me too.

Anyway, would you like to be friends? I could seriously use a laugh now and then and I could be the Tina Fey to your Amy Poehler. Check out my picture. With my glasses on and dark hair? Yeah? I imagine us hanging out and drinking wine or a cocktail. I love them both too! See we have so much in common.

Love, Tamar

So welcome to my blog. It may be weird at times and it may be cool. Cheers!