June 18, 2006

"Bjork's daughter is playing in my bouncy house, my bouncy house"

100 kids, 2 bouncy houses and a pony was too much for little Isadora to pass up. So as the happy family walked by our celebration in Golden Gate Park Saturday, Bjork and Matthew's offspring made a mad dash for some fun. I was in the smaller of the bouncy houses (watching the kids for safety's sake of course) when my friend walked over and whispered through the netting, "Don't look now, but Bjork is here and her daughter is coming into the bouncy house". I discreetly looked out onto the lawn and sure enough, there she was with her hubby, watching their little munchkin jump and squeal.

A-list kiddie parties. This is how I roll, y'all.

June 16, 2006

I was in my grammy's favorite restaurant, the Moonlight, when I overheard two young girls talking.
Blonde: How old are you?
Blonde: Wow, I didn't realize you were that old.
Brunette: I'm not THAT old.
Blonde: What?! I didn't say you were like 30 or something.