Gooney Goo Goo

On Sunday my friend, Cecile, asked me if I wanted to go to Bondi Beach with her. I had plans to go to church that day and I didn't feel like taking an hour long bus ride to the beach, either, so I declined. A few hours later she texted me and asked if Leonardo DiCaprio and Tobey Maguire were still in Sydney because she was sitting next to two Americans that looked like them. I told her they sure were here and that she better go get some phone numbers for us. Naturally, she didn't believe me and was too shy to go talk to random strangers. She was taking pictures of these guys to send to me and some bulky guy went up to her and asked her to step away and stop taking pictures. 

Yeah. Once the bodyguard struck, we knew who it was fo sho. So of course I am mad at myself for being too lazy to go to the beach and go get my bathing suit on in hopes of meeting some celebs. While getting ready I saw the Clemson-USC game was on, so naturally I had to watch a few (a very few) minutes of that and drink some vodka. I figured a little liquid courage wouldn't hurt things with Hollywood A-listers and I had to honor my Tigers. So after seeing how dismal the footy was, I went ahead to the beach, with backup meeting me there. An hour later (3:30) I arrive and Cecile tells me that they freaking left at 2.  Seriously, Leo? And you, Spider-man?! How could you? I make the damn effort to leave the house and pick out the PERFECT bikini AND I've been working out and you LEAVE? COME ON. If either of you wants to marry this girl, you have GOT to be more considerate. I reminded Karen that I am still waiting on that BBQ with Leo and I intend on reminding Josh and Pippy (the mutual friends of mine and Leo's) that this has to happen. Or at the very least a poker night. Where I take enough money to not work for the rest of my life and perhaps woo someone nearly 15 years older than I am. It worked for Blake Lively. 

I can be Lively too. Anyway...

Thanksgiving was boring. I didn't cook because I am mentally insane but I DID go to a great little pub and have beef pie. YUM. With gravy. And smashed peas. Delish. 

For "Chrissy" I am tagging along with the fam to go to Forster's Beach. 
 
Yeah. That's real nice. They offered me time off but I thought, you have GOT to be kidding. You cannot get rid of me when you invite me to a place like that. 


That's all for now. I took some video of Piper so you can hear her voice, but I am not sure how it turned out. If it's good, I'll post it shortly! Love to you all.

And remember: I'm willing to accept dares if you think you can come up with any fun ones!