My name is Amy Greenberg. I live in Connecticut with my husband, artist Don Perley, and our two little girls, Fluffypuss and Peekaboo. My hobbies are changing careers and going to therapy where I learned that humor and my mental state are intimately connected. The more I laff, the better I feel. 

I grew up in Brooklyn, NY, before it was cool. For most of my adult life, I lived in a studio apartment in Greenwich Village, home to artists, students, and liberals.

Upon earning an MA in English from NYU, I decided to teach in college. Sadly, nine out of 10 New York cabbies had English degrees so I scuttled the idea and went into PR. I promoted bank branches in Syracuse, kosher bacon, and tinted sunglasses. And I loved it!

Then I woke up one June morning and said to my Self, “Self, I have an idea!” Self quizzically replied, “Share, please.” “We’re going to be an actress!” Self giggled. “Changing careers, dear?” “Yes!”

For 10 years, I acted in TV and radio commercials, summer stock and Off Off Broadway theater. I also taught acting. But then I had an accident and couldn’t audition or teach. I started a home-based PR business promoting hair gel, Finnish vodka, and gambling conventions.

Then I woke up one September morning and said to my Self, “Self, we’re done with PR.” And Self replied, raising an eyebrow, “Really? What are we going to do next?” “We’re going to work with special needs kids.” “But we don’t know anything about special needs kids.” “Has not knowing about something ever stopped us from doing it?” I replied, raising an eyebrow. Self giggled. “Changing careers, dear?” “Yes!”

Case closed.

I earned an MS in education from Bank Street College in New York and spent 18 years teaching children with challenges. My passion.

Then COVID cost me my job. So I said to my Self, “Self, we’re living in a global catastrophe. Let’s use humor to bring light to the darkness as we all need a laff to help us stay afloat.” And Self said, with a smile, “What a great idea!”