There's no place like home...
It's great to be home. I love being able to spend some time with my family, and being in a part of the country I'm familiar with. Even though no one's home because our spring break is freakishly early, I still get to see some of my fave peeps and four more are coming to visit for the Harmonettes concert March 11th. So all and all home = so nice. Even though there are hardly as many people around that I know as there used to be, it's actually a comforting feeling knowing that I can still be walking around town and still bump into at least a hand full of people that I know. Something that even though sometimes I hate, just makes me feel quite good right now.
So yesterday was amazing. I went into the city with my mum and brother, and we saw the show Spamalot on Broadway, which is basically a show that has all the best scenes from the Monty Python movies in them. It was excellently funny. We also got to see it with the original cast, with David Hyde Pierce (Niles on Frasier) and Hank Azaria AND the dad from It Takes Two- the Mary Kate and Ashley TV show. We all had a good time, and then headed downtown for dinner. We ate at Union Square Cafe, which was delicious. And there was an added bonus besides just the good food and pleasant atmosphere.
Before desert, it dawned on me that I had to pee. The bathroom has two stalls, but was teeny tiny. So when I got to it, there was a traffic jam in the bathroom and I had to wait outside. Someone else stepped behind to wait in line, and of course it didn't seem like anything out of the ordinary. I glanced behind me and saw a tiny petite figure that made me feel monstrous, who actually had quite an introverted air about her. I looked forward thinking nothing of it really, except for that I thought she resembled Sarah Jessica Parker. As we were waiting outside, she started walking around a little bit more, and was looking at the computer that the the waiters use to do the bills and stuff. As I tried not to stare, I realized that in fact it was the idol of many girls of my generation waiting for the bathroom with me. A waiter passed bye and said, "Hey, would you like a job here?" and she replied, "No, I don't think I could figure this whole system out". He then proceeded to ask how dinner was going, and then, glancing at me, apologized for the wait for the bathroom. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to let her go ahead of me or what... but I thought hey- if that were me then I would want to be treated like a normal person, and not butt in front of the kind young girl in front of me. She then replied, REFERRING TO ME, "Oh no, don't worry. I think we'll survive" as she glanced towards me...... ha... ah haha... ha... I wanted to say something... something like... oh my god you know I love your work and I watch you like every day and every girl I know idolizes you and you're amazing and an icon for an entire generation of females.... but I decided not to. I mean hey... she just wanted to go to the bathroom in peace. So then I got into the bathroom and so did she. We then proceeded to pee IN THE STALLS RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER. Oh man. It was great. Then because the bathroom was so small, and we both came out to wash our hands at the same time, she said "Excuse me" to me and she BRUSHED MY ARM!!! Oh my God... I mean this beats high school graudation, getting accepted into college, and will probably top the birth of my first child. I said "Oh sorry" and she said "No, no... it's ok" IT'S. OK. What kind and gracious words from a truly humble and inspiring person and actress. Though I desperately did not want to leave that bathroom, I stayed cool and sprinted back to my table bursting with girlish glee, excited about recounting the story to my eagerly awaiting family.
My Aunt and Uncle live in an apartment across the street from the restaurant, so we went up to say hey to them before we drove home, and I exhuberantly recounted the story to them as well, highlighting how well I held my shizit together.
Should I have said something? Maybe. I'm unsure when I will get that opportunity again. But when I get back to the table, my mom said that my Poppy (grandfather) would be proud of me because he never believed that people should ask for autographs. So I'll just be happy with the strong, deep connection that I believe was made between me and Sarah Jessica last night.
So that was my fun filled day. I just... I mean... how can people NOT love the East Coast/tri-state area???
So yesterday was amazing. I went into the city with my mum and brother, and we saw the show Spamalot on Broadway, which is basically a show that has all the best scenes from the Monty Python movies in them. It was excellently funny. We also got to see it with the original cast, with David Hyde Pierce (Niles on Frasier) and Hank Azaria AND the dad from It Takes Two- the Mary Kate and Ashley TV show. We all had a good time, and then headed downtown for dinner. We ate at Union Square Cafe, which was delicious. And there was an added bonus besides just the good food and pleasant atmosphere.
Before desert, it dawned on me that I had to pee. The bathroom has two stalls, but was teeny tiny. So when I got to it, there was a traffic jam in the bathroom and I had to wait outside. Someone else stepped behind to wait in line, and of course it didn't seem like anything out of the ordinary. I glanced behind me and saw a tiny petite figure that made me feel monstrous, who actually had quite an introverted air about her. I looked forward thinking nothing of it really, except for that I thought she resembled Sarah Jessica Parker. As we were waiting outside, she started walking around a little bit more, and was looking at the computer that the the waiters use to do the bills and stuff. As I tried not to stare, I realized that in fact it was the idol of many girls of my generation waiting for the bathroom with me. A waiter passed bye and said, "Hey, would you like a job here?" and she replied, "No, I don't think I could figure this whole system out". He then proceeded to ask how dinner was going, and then, glancing at me, apologized for the wait for the bathroom. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to let her go ahead of me or what... but I thought hey- if that were me then I would want to be treated like a normal person, and not butt in front of the kind young girl in front of me. She then replied, REFERRING TO ME, "Oh no, don't worry. I think we'll survive" as she glanced towards me...... ha... ah haha... ha... I wanted to say something... something like... oh my god you know I love your work and I watch you like every day and every girl I know idolizes you and you're amazing and an icon for an entire generation of females.... but I decided not to. I mean hey... she just wanted to go to the bathroom in peace. So then I got into the bathroom and so did she. We then proceeded to pee IN THE STALLS RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER. Oh man. It was great. Then because the bathroom was so small, and we both came out to wash our hands at the same time, she said "Excuse me" to me and she BRUSHED MY ARM!!! Oh my God... I mean this beats high school graudation, getting accepted into college, and will probably top the birth of my first child. I said "Oh sorry" and she said "No, no... it's ok" IT'S. OK. What kind and gracious words from a truly humble and inspiring person and actress. Though I desperately did not want to leave that bathroom, I stayed cool and sprinted back to my table bursting with girlish glee, excited about recounting the story to my eagerly awaiting family.
My Aunt and Uncle live in an apartment across the street from the restaurant, so we went up to say hey to them before we drove home, and I exhuberantly recounted the story to them as well, highlighting how well I held my shizit together.
Should I have said something? Maybe. I'm unsure when I will get that opportunity again. But when I get back to the table, my mom said that my Poppy (grandfather) would be proud of me because he never believed that people should ask for autographs. So I'll just be happy with the strong, deep connection that I believe was made between me and Sarah Jessica last night.
So that was my fun filled day. I just... I mean... how can people NOT love the East Coast/tri-state area???