Tired and achey, last night I bailed on certain plans, opting instead for comfy yoga pants and a totally hilarious film with my totally hilarious neighbor.
I had a brief moment of slacker’s remorse just now when I got New Office Boy’s email:
“You missed out. Not to sound like a total jerk, but doesn’t that mean you’re getting old when you say you are too tired to go out at 6pm? I think you should change that… I walked right by Sarah Jessica Parker sitting outside at this little cafe. I could have spit in her drink if I wanted to.”
Nooooooo! Sarah Jessica! I missed Sarah Jessica? That’s almost as bad as the time I left a party five minutes before Molly Ringwald showed up.
Only, my neighbor fed me barbequed ribs and stuffing. And chocolate. And I got to cuddle with her new puppy. I have my bets Sarah Jessica wouldn’t have done jack shit for me in that regard. Slacker’s remorse totally rescinded.
Yeah, as much as I would love to be able to say I saw a celebrity, I think friends beat out sightings any day.
Ari got a new puppy? I am so behind! She needs to have a puppy-warming party, you know, minus the warming up of the puppy, which would be scary.
I believe Ari’s brother would be mad if we called the puppy hers, but I think it loves her better.
An e-mail meant to encourage you to go out more should not include “spit in her drink” if they are really going to sell the pitch.
dude, in my opinion you made the right choice
excellent!
In the rock-paper-scissors of life, comfy pants and dog therapy win over celeb spotting every time.
Is butter a carb?
You missed nothing- I’ve run into her a couple times downtown… she is everywhere, you will spot her yet.
haha…
I have to respectfully disagree to say that missing SJP is FAR worse than missing Molly Ringwald. Unless you’re in the ’80s. Then Molly rules the day.