Frankly my dear…

my arm/hand/wrist might not be so bad. Firstly, let me say thank you for all the good wishes! Secondly, Junior Caramels might just be the BEST caramel candy ever. And I love me some caramel. Think Milk Duds, but softer, not so chewy. Sort of just the right amount of chewy without hurting your teeth. I’d encourage you all to run right out and buy some.

Now before anyone goes and starts yelling at me, I did knit yesterday. BUT, I wore my brace while I knit and honestly, it doesn’t hurt to knit. I was good though and I only finished one set of repeats and then STOPPED. I stopped myself from knitting. It’s the first time that ever happened. Especially when I could’ve gone on. And afterward I iced my hand/wrist/arm. To the point where the ice actually feels hot. You know what I mean? G says it doesn’t work unless it gets like that. And I slept with the brace on and it doesn’t seem to be so bad today. It’s definitely NOT worse. Now my back – well – that’s another story.

I’m going to work on my sleeve slowly but surely. I’m not going to overdo it. I’m setting goals for myself and I will try to get through those goals – with the brace – with the icing – and we’ll see how it goes.

Celebrity Sighting!

Georgie and I went out to dinner last night with our friend Jeff, who was in town from Montana. Jeff makes watches – beautiful gorgeous handcrafted timepieces. I tried on one last night that was fully engraved and had little sapphires all around. Oh my god! I told Georgie it matched my wedding band. He just laughed because I have like fifteen watches and I never wear any of them.

Anyway, we went out to dinner with Jeff to Nam. Vietnamese food in Tribeca. It was knock your socks off good. The BBQ Pork especially. So we’re eating and laughing and talking and Georgie leans over to me and says hey that girl looks like Scarlett Johansson. Now, I’m pretty good at picking out the stars. My credo – if a person looks so much like a celebrity that you immediately think to yourself – wow, that person really looks like *insert Star name*, then 9 times out of 10 it IS that star. People don’t look THAT much like other people. So he says, hey that looks like SJ and I turn to look and say, it IS SJ. So we’re eating a couple tables away from Scarlett and both my husband and my friend are arguing over who had sex with her first (you know in that high school boy way – I did her. No I did her first.) Me, I’m just rolling my eyes until they’re permanently stuck in the back of my head. (Although I’m might’ve done her myself. 😉 )

So we eat dinner. And every now and again I look over at SJ’s table. I mean, how could I not, right? Well, at one point I look over and see a big bug crawling up the side of the wall next to Scarlett. Instead of freaking out, because really a big bug on the wall in a NYC restaurant can only mean one thing and I’m not talking ants here, I lean over and tell G, hey, there’s a big bug crawling up the wall next to Scarlett. He kind of ignores me. He’s not real fond of bugs.

But next thing you know, Scarlett’s kind of calling really loudly, “Sir, sir, SIR! There’s a big cockroach that just crawled under the table!” Georgie said she was covering her face with her hand so she didn’t have to look at it. Nam is not a big restaurant. Everybody turned around and looked. The woman at the table in front of her, clearly out for a birthday dinner (as evidenced by the candle in her desert) was HORRIFIED. Anyway. The proprietors didn’t really do anything but move Scarlett and the woman she was with to another table. It was pretty funny, to be honest. Although I did feel bad for Scarlett. I mean, she must have been pretty freaked out by the bug to call that much attention to herself. I told G we should call Page Six and he thought we’d totally get it in, but I decided to blog about it instead.

We stayed and ate desert. It was a fabulous meal. I’d recommend the place highly. Oh and Scarlett – she’s pretty damn pretty in real life too.