Adding Stalker to my Resume!
We've been on the road a ton this summer, and it's only just begun.(ah Karen Carpenter....did you automatically think of "We've Only Just Begun?" No, okay..moving on)
So last month we headed down to Coronado and stayed at the famous Del Coronado Hotel.
I know, posh. Stars stay there and I can attest to it.
I stalked one at the pool one day and I'm oh so proud.
So you watch LOST right? No? Who are you?!
Anyway, Nestor Carbonell plays Richard Alpert, the one with the heavy eyeliner looking eyes, this babe...
Yah, you can fall into those eyes and drown.
Anyway, I'm laying out at the pool and the kids are all, "mom watch me do this and that and look I'm swimming without floaties for the first time, MOM!"
And, I see this guy walk by and totally gasp, "WHAT, OH YEAH, GREAT KIDS!" super loud and really wanted to shout out, "LOST, GUY FROM LOST!"
So I'm squinting across the pool at this guy and his family and think that has to be Richard Alpert from LOST.
This hotel is famous, famous people can totally vacation here with commoners like us. So I see a blond with him, his wife. I google her on my iPhone. Yep, she's blond.
I see two small boys head to the spa and I send my oldest over there to investigate. "Let me know approximate ages of them!" DQ gives me a look that was totally "mom, you've really lost it."
I google kids, yep two sons, ages 9 and 6.
DQ comes back and I immediately say, "are they 9 and 6?! Can they be those ages, do they look like My Boy and K's ages?!"
Calm down mom, and yes.
Verified. That is him!
I want to go up and casually ask him if it's really him.
Hubby says to walk by and cough "HaveyouseenJacobortheOtherslately" and I'm like, that is so nerdy.
But, I secretly want to.
Kids, wife in the pool, he's there on a chair reading for like an hour.
Suddenly mom and boys get out of the pool, pack up and head our direction. I fumble for my phone and try to make it look like I'm taking pics of the kids in the water and angle the phone just right.
Holy mother of pearl, he turns and looks right at me as I snap the picture! I sheepishly angle the camera toward the kids in the pool, who have upped and left for the hot tub and good mom that I am haven't noticed.
So apparently I'm taking a picture of water, and I'm totally busted.
Oh, but he is SO gorgeous, so much shorter than I thought he'd be, and he looked at me.
I'm sure, he gets
I write about this on Facebook and a friend says that her friend is also staying at the Del and confirmed he was there.
I secretly looked for him on the grounds and around town the rest of our trip, but didn't catch sight of him again.
And, thankfully the kids forgave me for not paying attention during my obsession and I thanked them for not drowning.
The Week in Review.
It's been one of those odd weeks.Where things happened out of the ordinary.
All good things, happily.
Like my new friends that I visited twice in Chicago on my press trips were in California on a business trip.
After their love and hospitality for me, my family (brother's family and my parents included) hosted them for the weekend.
Poker, Mexican food, meeting my hubby and kids for the first time.
Then a yummy breakfast together before they went off to wine taste.
We also hosted a birthday party at our house over the weekend, although it wasn't for any of the five of us.
It was for my nephew who will be moving here from Arizona in June.
It was a "getting to know your local cousins/happy fourth birthday party."
Relatives that don't always join us on our immediate gatherings were here, the kids all got along great.
Love it.
Then there's the chance I may step into the 21st century and get my first smart phone.
I know, I'm all growed up.
And by growed up I mean, we got some money all-a-shuffle.
Some doors close, others open.
And, by close I mean DQ slamming the door shut on ballet class and pre-pointe.
7 dance classes between the girls has now become 5.
It was a tough decision, but to be honest, she is happier for it.
Not because she won't be on the competition team anymore, but she feels happier.
Long story, maybe another day.
Then there's that realization that we have no more free weekends until August.
Good ol' baseball.
Good thing I love it.
And the girls... love the snack bar.
Here's to another great week.
When 3 Strikes is Completely Awesome.
My son had a bowling party for his birthday.14 kids, hot dogs, bowling, and arcade.
It's a 10 year old's paradise.
Did I mention fruit punch, orange soda, and ice cream cake?
Boy-fuel.
Something got in that boy's veins because look what he did! (top score)
DUDE!
Not only did his second frame boast a spare where his friends were hooting and hollering...
But, then he bowled a STRIKE.
The good kind in this sport!
Then, who knows how? ANOTHER!
Seriously, I know the kids have bumpers, but a ricochet off the side of those metal bouncers most often will not produce a strike.
Plus, he's completely distracted by all the other bowlers, playing DS, and high on life that he isn't really concentrating on making this happen.
His next turn...a THIRD STRIKE.
Nope, he's not out baby this ain't no Tigers baseball game.
A flippin' TURKEY.
Who is this kid, and why isn't he in the PBA,
He ends up bowling a 126 to my piddly 98.
Embarassing.
He's his own party trick.
Happy 10th buddy, hope it rocked.
The Eyes Have It (and the Teeth Do Too!)
Last week, DQ got fitted for contact lenses.It was her dream come true.
She's complained about her glasses since day one, and I don't blame her, she's at that age where looks are everything.

Hopefully now, dodge ball won't be as embarassing.
She was beaming all week.
Yesterday, she had more hardware removed.
Braces off after nearly FOUR (I miscalculated and added a year previously) years, my tween can see her teeth!

Oh the gorgeous-ness.
Where did my baby girl go?
Me and Brad Pitt. You Know, Your Normal Monday
My friends called last week and asked if we wanted to head over to Oakland for the day on Monday.To hang out with Brad Pitt.
And totally in the non-stalker way.
Philip Seymour Hoffman and Jonah Hill will be there too.
Well, that's sounds awfully random.
Sure, what the hell, I was going to clean the toilets, but that can wait until Tuesday.
Then I thought, why would Brad Pitt come to Oakland, it's like Hollywood's distant armpit cousin.
And, what's he doing with those other dudes?
So they're making a flick about the Oakland A's called Moneyball and filming at the Colisseum, Brad is playing former general manager Billy Beane.
I'm not even there yet, but we're on first name basis.
Basically it's free, you come decked out in A's gear, park for free, nom on free food, win prizes, and get bragging rights that you were in a movie with Brad Pitt.
Hubby was all, "yeah, I read the book," trying to sound all smart and stuff, but I totally thought he'd love this because he's been an A's fan since birth.
No brainer. "Hells, yeah! Pick us up!"
So we get to head over, be part of the action.
They film over 2 weeks, about 300 people in two shifts a day.
The stadium crowd is like CGI'ed so they don't have to get 18000 people to fill the stadium.
DQ and our friends' two girls are coming too.
They are currently working on posters to take, trying to stand out.
Because if you do, they may pull you aside and ask you to be a paid extra!
Maybe.
But, how cool would that be?
I have K's pink A's foam finger ready..
Maybe when the movie comes out, you'll catch glimpse me in the background.
Giving the finger.
Classy, no?!
So, what does your Monday look like?










