After the constant requests for my help with bake sales, fundraising and the like, I've decided that the "Supermom" title is just not for me.

Lisa Rinna: OK, I don't know about you, but I feel like the biggest "Loser Mom" sometimes, especially when it comes to my kids' school. We go to a very progressive school -- which means a lot of parental participation. I think this is good, but also not so good. When it comes to Parent Work Day, the winter fundraiser, the fair-Friday hot lunch (which the parents cook in teams), the annual giving dinner and the multitude of other committees driving on field trips, being available basically 24/7 and working for that dang school is like a full-time job without pay. (Well, actually we pay them so our kids can go to the ultra-exclusive private progressive school.)

I am basically the Loser Mom there, because I have a job (or two or three) that takes me away from all of the school stuff. Now, mind you, we have to sign a contract each year stating that we will fulfill the following things: eight hours of the Parent Work Day, eight hours at the school fair, hot lunch or baking for hot lunch, and being on a committee (not necessarily one of your choosing). This year, because I didn't see the form for it, I was put on the hospitality committee. You have to cook and do flower arrangements for parties on this committee -- it's not something I'm very good at, let's just say!

Anywho, I do my best to fulfill these commitments. (Basically, my husband just pretends they don't exist, so it's really up to me to do it.) Plus, let's face it: I am a competitive gal! I want to do well. I want to be a GOOD MOM, especially in the eyes of the school's SUPERMOMS. I'll admit it: I want to be accepted into that special group of stay-at-homers who eat, sleep and drink that school. Don't get me wrong: They are great moms, great gals ... but just impossible to live up to! They are just too perfect. They never drop the ball, they can cook and bake and sew like professionals, and they are super organizers. They e-mail everyone and remind us of our duties -- while doing their duties! It freaks me out how they can multitask! I just always feel like the Loser Mom.

The problem is, I just can't seem to do it. I swear they all sneer at me when they see me coming, with my full hair and my makeup on from a day of filming. (I do rip my false eyelashes off in the car before I get there!) But alas, they just don't take me seriously. They know that I will try to find someone to fill in for my hot-lunch duty, or get someone to drive for me on the field trip to the La Brea Tar Pits. God knows, every time it starts going well and I'm doing it and I'm showing up and I'm driving the sandwiches to the Valley shelter (oh lord, why didn't someone tell me not to drive the big, fat 760 BMW that day, and to take the beat-up Ford instead?!), you can see I really do mean well. But in the end, I am a loner at the school, and I think I'm just going to have to accept the fact that I will never be the ROOM MOM -- nor do I ever want to be! AMEN!

The most important thing, in the end, is that my kids know I love them -- and I do my very best at all times to be the very best mom I know how to be!

With her exotic looks, prodigious talent, infectious energy and savvy business acumen, Lisa Rinna has become one of the most recognizable faces in Hollywood. A native of Medford, Oregon, and a fitness fanatic, she loves outdoor activities, yoga, skiing and tennis. Lisa resides in Los Angeles with her husband, actor Harry Hamlin, and two daughters.