This is Tyler writing now...I've decided to take some ownership of this blog (hold your applause for the end). Since Casey decided to make this a blog from "the Suttons" and not just her, I figured I better have a hand in this thing so nothing gets posted that will tarnish my reputation without me having a fair shot to defend myself! And because my beautiful wife has a tendency to exaggerate sometimes, I will hopefully be able to provide an occasional dose of reality! So you can be looking for the "Tyler's Take" section at the end of some blogs and who knows, maybe one day I'll even write some original stuff of my own!
Peace.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
The Sighting
For those of you who know me well, I am starstruck. Ever since in the 3rd grade, when I got to go to Christown mall and meet the cast of Saved by the Bell, I have been hooked. Living in Arizona and the midwest, it is rare that I will see a celebrity up close! (Unless you count Wallace and Ladmo. I do not personally count any stuffed Disney character; those are 16 year olds in big sweaty suits.)
Tyler and I went to New York City in June, and I was pretty convinced I would share an elevator and some smoothies with Donald Trump. I mean, tons of celebriaties live in NYC for crying out loud! However, aside from the Broadway show we saw, we had yet to see anyone famous. UNTIL we got to La Guardia airport to leave!
Tyler and I had just gotten through security and I'm waiting for Tyler to get his dang shoes and socks put back on. I turned toward the security line, and who is leaving security and walking right towards me....KIRSTEN DUNST! Yes, many of you associate Kirsten Dunst with the popular Spiderman trilogy; I tend to admire her for her more dramatic works of Bring It On and Jumanji. Nevertheless, she's a PRETTY big deal! I try to pick my jaw up off the floor so I don't scare her away. I try and tell Tyler using "ventriloquist" mouth (so she can't see that I'm talking about her). He is also mildly startstruck. As we are reaching the foodcourt, we see that Kirsten is ordering coffee at the Dunkin Donuts counter. We hide behind a pillar to watch.
DISCLAIMER: In the rest of this story, we are sad sacks and borderline stalker-ish.
Once she got her coffee, she begins walking towards the same gate area as WE were in! I think to myself, "Perhaps she will be going to Indiana as well?" Surely with all the movie sets in Indiana....unless Hoosiers was the only movie ever made there.....
Of course, she is flying to Martha's Vineyard. We feel like mere peasants. Tyler asks for the camera and proceeds to take multiple shots of the back of Kirsten's head as she is sitting at her gate. We are sitting at our gate, kind of bored, when I say "Why don't we just go sit near her?"
Tyler was up out of his seat before I could finish the question. Next thing you know, we are at Kirsten's gate! At the airport, there are rows of seats that back up to each other. We chose to sit in the row that backed right up to hers. I was sitting close enough that I could have brushed her face with my hand. I DIDN'T, because I wanted to actually get ON my flight to go home instead of being dragged away by security.
While we sat at our "post", we got to hear Kirsten have a conversation involving how much she needed to have a cigarette before she took off. Part of me wanted to go up to her and tell her I loved her movies...and that she doesn't need nicotine....but neither of us had the guts to actually speak to her. We were enthralled enough to simply be flys on the wall. I also figured that being so famous, she probably likes her privacy and does not enjoy being hounded by fans. Hopefully she likes being semi-stalked and stared at instead!
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TYLER'S TAKE:
First of all, I did not have my socks off...only my shoes. "I don't take my socks off for anybody!" ~ Frank Costanza
Secondly, I took pictures merely for proof knowing that some of you may not believe us otherwise!
Third, for as starstruck as Casey is, she was totally wimpy about going and sitting right by Kirsten. I said, "I don't care...I'm gonna sit right behind her...she's just another person!" Casey timidly followed my lead!
Tyler and I went to New York City in June, and I was pretty convinced I would share an elevator and some smoothies with Donald Trump. I mean, tons of celebriaties live in NYC for crying out loud! However, aside from the Broadway show we saw, we had yet to see anyone famous. UNTIL we got to La Guardia airport to leave!
Tyler and I had just gotten through security and I'm waiting for Tyler to get his dang shoes and socks put back on. I turned toward the security line, and who is leaving security and walking right towards me....KIRSTEN DUNST! Yes, many of you associate Kirsten Dunst with the popular Spiderman trilogy; I tend to admire her for her more dramatic works of Bring It On and Jumanji. Nevertheless, she's a PRETTY big deal! I try to pick my jaw up off the floor so I don't scare her away. I try and tell Tyler using "ventriloquist" mouth (so she can't see that I'm talking about her). He is also mildly startstruck. As we are reaching the foodcourt, we see that Kirsten is ordering coffee at the Dunkin Donuts counter. We hide behind a pillar to watch.
DISCLAIMER: In the rest of this story, we are sad sacks and borderline stalker-ish.
Once she got her coffee, she begins walking towards the same gate area as WE were in! I think to myself, "Perhaps she will be going to Indiana as well?" Surely with all the movie sets in Indiana....unless Hoosiers was the only movie ever made there.....
Of course, she is flying to Martha's Vineyard. We feel like mere peasants. Tyler asks for the camera and proceeds to take multiple shots of the back of Kirsten's head as she is sitting at her gate. We are sitting at our gate, kind of bored, when I say "Why don't we just go sit near her?"
Tyler was up out of his seat before I could finish the question. Next thing you know, we are at Kirsten's gate! At the airport, there are rows of seats that back up to each other. We chose to sit in the row that backed right up to hers. I was sitting close enough that I could have brushed her face with my hand. I DIDN'T, because I wanted to actually get ON my flight to go home instead of being dragged away by security.
While we sat at our "post", we got to hear Kirsten have a conversation involving how much she needed to have a cigarette before she took off. Part of me wanted to go up to her and tell her I loved her movies...and that she doesn't need nicotine....but neither of us had the guts to actually speak to her. We were enthralled enough to simply be flys on the wall. I also figured that being so famous, she probably likes her privacy and does not enjoy being hounded by fans. Hopefully she likes being semi-stalked and stared at instead!
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TYLER'S TAKE:
First of all, I did not have my socks off...only my shoes. "I don't take my socks off for anybody!" ~ Frank Costanza
Secondly, I took pictures merely for proof knowing that some of you may not believe us otherwise!
Third, for as starstruck as Casey is, she was totally wimpy about going and sitting right by Kirsten. I said, "I don't care...I'm gonna sit right behind her...she's just another person!" Casey timidly followed my lead!
Here You Go, MA'AM!
Alright,
I'm not sure if anyone else in my age bracket has this issue, but I seem to notice a lot of people calling me "ma'am" lately. Does this bug anyone else? I think it was not long ago that I was being call "miss"! Is it the wedding ring that automatically makes people default to the "ma'am" intro? Just because I have a wedding ring on does not mean I have my hair in a top know and have to wear trifocals to see my receipt! I would say any public place I go, "ma'am" is used over half the time. Now, being a girl, this makes me a little self-conscious. I start thinking back to when I actually had a GRAY eyebrow (somehow I don't think I would have a blond eyebrow). I can't find any on my head yet, but perhaps someone has seen one?!? Needless to say, I have to wonder if I am looking older than I am.
All that changed two days ago! Let me give you a little info on my new job here in Indiana. It is different than a regular teaching job, since I service kids all over two different schools, and go into their classrooms to help out. I am at en elementary and a middle school, each for half a day.
I am now in the process of trying to introduce myself to these kids. At the elementary school, I can just walk up to the child, introduce myself and they're so excited to meet a teacher that they're just about ready to give me their life savings. Very easy to get the elementary kids confortable with you. I have learned I cannot take that approach with 6-8 graders. Strange as it may sound, they will not run up and hug me at the very sight of my teaching badge. So I have begun to just go into some classrooms, sit in there and observe. The other day, I was going into a 6th grade reading class. All the student desks had been moved into a circle and it was a small class, so the teacher told me I could just grab a seat in the circle while she taught.
I ended up sitting next to one of the students I will be seeing. His name is Dado (but goes by Abraham). Abraham is from the Ivory Coast and speaks French. After a minute the teacher began talking about expectations and other thrilling information students receive on the first couple days of school. Abraham keeps looking sideways at me and smiling. I'm trying to gauge when it would be a good time to introduce myself without interrupting the teacher. Suddenly, Abraham leans over to me and says, "What grade are you in?"
NOT A MA'AM AFTER ALL!!!!!! Apparently I look 12! Better than 72!
I'm not sure if anyone else in my age bracket has this issue, but I seem to notice a lot of people calling me "ma'am" lately. Does this bug anyone else? I think it was not long ago that I was being call "miss"! Is it the wedding ring that automatically makes people default to the "ma'am" intro? Just because I have a wedding ring on does not mean I have my hair in a top know and have to wear trifocals to see my receipt! I would say any public place I go, "ma'am" is used over half the time. Now, being a girl, this makes me a little self-conscious. I start thinking back to when I actually had a GRAY eyebrow (somehow I don't think I would have a blond eyebrow). I can't find any on my head yet, but perhaps someone has seen one?!? Needless to say, I have to wonder if I am looking older than I am.
All that changed two days ago! Let me give you a little info on my new job here in Indiana. It is different than a regular teaching job, since I service kids all over two different schools, and go into their classrooms to help out. I am at en elementary and a middle school, each for half a day.
I am now in the process of trying to introduce myself to these kids. At the elementary school, I can just walk up to the child, introduce myself and they're so excited to meet a teacher that they're just about ready to give me their life savings. Very easy to get the elementary kids confortable with you. I have learned I cannot take that approach with 6-8 graders. Strange as it may sound, they will not run up and hug me at the very sight of my teaching badge. So I have begun to just go into some classrooms, sit in there and observe. The other day, I was going into a 6th grade reading class. All the student desks had been moved into a circle and it was a small class, so the teacher told me I could just grab a seat in the circle while she taught.
I ended up sitting next to one of the students I will be seeing. His name is Dado (but goes by Abraham). Abraham is from the Ivory Coast and speaks French. After a minute the teacher began talking about expectations and other thrilling information students receive on the first couple days of school. Abraham keeps looking sideways at me and smiling. I'm trying to gauge when it would be a good time to introduce myself without interrupting the teacher. Suddenly, Abraham leans over to me and says, "What grade are you in?"
NOT A MA'AM AFTER ALL!!!!!! Apparently I look 12! Better than 72!
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