Definition: a faux-tantrum is one that even the child knows is not a tantrum. The hallmark of a faux-tantrum is lackluster flailing, quieted screaming and overall tantrum malaise.I was able to wave off the underwhelming performance with another… No soda. About that time, the cappuccino machine sprung into action startling familiar guy who was standing over me. I said… Those machines always frighten me too. And then he laughed. And then I nearly suffered heart failure. It was Kelsey Grammer. I fall asleep watching Fraiser every night. That laugh is unmistakable. I managed to hold myself together. You all would be so proud of me. I was able to continue as normally as is possible when Kelsey Grammer is in the room when everyone is trying to continue as normally as possible. Those of you on facebook know I couldn’t act normally AFTER I left with my star studded status update. I fully expect that Kelsey Grammer’s facebook update reflected our meeting as well… If only he would accept my friendship so I could find out.
most delicious cookies in the world for the boys and sat them down in a nearby couch. Blog-Stedman grabbed a bite and sat down beside me. I looked up and saw someone who looked familiar.
Hey, that guy looks like a cross-between Fred Thompson and Fraiser.
Blog-Stedman looked across the room and nodded.
The familiar guy was with his family. They were taking a break from skiing and making plans for later in the week.
The boys continued to eat and I got up and down getting more cookies and crackers and drinks in the hopes that this would keep them satisfied until we arrived at home in the evening.
Rhett(3) then demanded a drink other than I had provided. He said he would show me what he wanted. He darted across the room with me following close behind.
He ran underneath familiar guy who was standing at the cappuccino machine and grabbed a Sprite.
Familiar guy said, “Hey there little guy!” about the same time I firmly said…
No soda!
Rhett started into a faux-tantrum.
We flew home last weekend. We had to check out of our condo at noon and had a few hours to kill before the plane ride home.
We spent some time in the condo area and then went across to the ski lounge where we knew we could find some snacks before we left for the airport. I grabbed the
Only you, Holly! Super!
I run into famous people here a couple times a month — but since I’m not Russian, I usually can only recognize they’re famous, but I’m not sure who exactly they are. That *does* make it a bit easier to act cool…
Parent-teacher conferences are next week, though, and some REALLY famous parents will be coming in… and now I know who they are… Repeat: “I will not be a dork. I will not act as if I know they’re on TV/movie stars/famous atheletes/presidents of companies whose goods I only dream of.” We’ll see how it goes!
Seriously… Would it be SUCH an inconvenience to get the pathetic American teacher a ticket to the red carpet premier? All in the name of blog fodder?