OMG! We’re sitting on the beach watching a seagull drinking an icy, chocolaty alcoholic beverage (no lie – it was hysterical – well maybe not to the woman whose drink it was…. Do animals have addictions?) when Georgie says hey, that guy over there, that’s Conan O’Brien! Sure enough! He was covered head to toe and at first we thought he was going incognito but the guy is that palest person in history. He’s with his wife and baby girl and they’re staying on the floor above us. How do I know this? Well we just happened to run into them in the lobby and the gift shop and the elevator bank and the…. Coincidence, okay? I mean, we were in the gift shop FIRST.
I kept telling Georgie we needed to go talk to him, not because we like him so much, but because we could all become friends and he could introduce us to Max and then we’ve got our BRUCE connection. But no. I’m still hoping Triumph poops up somewhere….
Okay – got to shave my legs real quick before my pedicure while Georgie’s playing tennis.
(Obligatory knitting content – I’m five decreases in on the front of Picot-Boo. It’s going fast.)
Oh and too all you readers caught in the Blizzard, it’s fucking gorgeous here! Forgive me!
OMG! Lucky you! I love Conan O’Brien! The man makes me laugh like no other person 🙂 . I hope you get to meet him!
What, no icy, chocolaty alcoholic beverages for you? Sounds wonderful….
how’s the sock?
It ain’t so gorgeous here . . . enjoy!
Evil, chica, you are evil. 🙂 The snow is over a foot deep. We shoveled for over an hour. It’s below zero with the wind chill. I spent the afternoon yanking rusty nails out of 20-year-old drywall. WISH YOU WERE HERE! hehehe 🙂
Have a great time…
Okay, reasons to be jealous of you:
1. You saw Conan! in person! at the beach!
2. You just got a Canon 20D!
3. You just knitted the CUTEST. VEST. EVER.
p.s. I love your blog!