I always thought Karl Stefanovic was a hottie…
As for Lisa…what a woman!
But now I’m swooning in admiration for the whole “Today Show” team.
You see, “today”, I got my glitz on. I was a ‘minor celebrity’. OK…so I wassimply a ‘mummy’ on a segment about fresh food. I was a warm body with kids who could shake my head and string a couple of words together. But dammit; I had my 15 minutes of fame and I plan on milking it!
Of course, the day of filming my kids miraculously decided to sleep in. I was behind before I had started. My son was on ‘go-slow’ as his biggest concern was that our taxi would arrive before the garbage truck had been. My daughter
slopped weet-bix right down her top AND pants (rookie mistake of dressing her prior to eating due to my over-eagerness). Consequently, my daughter rocked the back-up plan of double denim on national TV.
slopped weet-bix right down her top AND pants (rookie mistake of dressing her prior to eating due to my over-eagerness). Consequently, my daughter rocked the back-up plan of double denim on national TV.
As for me? OK- I do admit I had been to the hairdressers the day before and begged them to reduce the frizz. I prayed it wouldn’t rain. I even bought myself a new scarf for the ‘feel good’ factor. Most importantly, I was thrilled I had started my weekly diet and lost a couple of kilos; apparently TV adds kilos, so technically that put me back to square one. Boo!
I tried explaining to the kids that they needed to be on their best behaviour as we were going to be on the TV. The fact that this wouldn’t occur instantaneously and not alongside Peppa or Jimmy Giggle (swoon!), meant that this went in one ear and out the other, so I changed tact. Good kids got toys. Bribery – I stand by it. It worked. They made me proud.
True professionalism is when something looks easy. I was awestruck, but trying desperately to pretend I did this stuff all the time. I had been horrendously nervous the night before- could I do this? What was I thinking? I was simply me. Expert on nothing and no one. But geeze; I had to give it a go. Weirdly enough, the second we arrived, my nerves vanished. I was more focused on keeping my kids fingers out of noses and stopping the latest craze of ‘poo on your head’ jokes (Yep..I don’t get them either..).
I met Kate Creedon, the reporter, and immediately felt at ease. Straight up, she was just lovely to my kids and that speaks volumes. But seriously, who can look that beautiful if you’ve been up since 3.30am doing live TV crosses? Tim, the cameraman, was a man of few words. He was warm and gave comforting smiles and clearly knew what he was doing. He miked me up (miked ME up!!) and didn’t even flinch about showing the novice how the battery pack clipped on to my bum. So if my bum looked big on TV, that’s why…obviously! I was introduced to Melanie McGrice, a leading Melbourne nutritionist. And yes, she too was stunning and intelligent. I sighed at her beautiful fitted blazer and heels(!!) and vowed to stick to my diet…this week…
And we were off.
Walk here, point at that, nod, ask questions, pray the kids answers didn’t include more poo and wee comments….and actually learn something. Though it was for TV, I truly enjoyed having my own nutritionist for the morning. But I tell you – my kids were never going to know what a pomegranate or persimmon was (& I certainly didn’t know the difference!), and I knew there was no chance my son was going to chow down happily on a fresh mushroom. My daughter did and immediately spat it back out off camera. My brief (unplanned!!) interview was quite scary, though Kate made it seem like a little chat. The nerves returned and I had to totally think on my feet, but, due to clever editing, it seems I actually came out something mildly coherent.
At the supermarket, my Angel could not understand why she couldn’t eat the sliced ham we ‘bought’ on camera and let the whole shop know about it, and we shot a whole walk-by with me dragging my son along on his knees behind the stroller (that scene was cleverly cropped); but they were tired and you know what? I was shattered, too!
And boom – that was that.
“It’s a wrap!” I so wanted to say that at the end and chop my arms together like a film board!!!
And just like that, I was Anna again, dragging my two tired and hungry kids back through a supermarket, shoving dry biccies in their mouths and planning what I could give them for lunch at home.
So thank you to “The Today Show” for my ‘moment’. The day a reporter made me feel like being a full time mum was newsworthy and I had something important to say.
And so…from here on in…if I can sneak ABC Kids off the TV in the mornings…I will be waking up with Today…oh…and Karl…mustn’t forget Karl…
Sorry Husband.
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