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« Catching Up On My Correspondence | Main | Live! From New York! »

Further Correspondence, Perhaps Actual this Time

June 09, 2006

Actual email that I sent to pretty much every person on the planet yesterday:

From: Amalah
Subject: omfg andrew!

Andrew Shue likes my blawwwwwwwwwwwg!

http://www.toptensources.com/topten/member/Andrew-Shue-Top-10/

Actual email I received regarding this Saturday's reunion:

From: Person who was apparently our class president, although I don't remember voting
Subject: Reminder! Class of 96!

Reunion this Saturday! 6:30 pm!
Attire: Casual - What you feel comfortable in - no fancy dresses or ties.

*shakes fist*

*twice*

But...what if I AM comfortable in fancy dresses? What if my husband looks particularly hot and out-of-my-league in a tie?

Bah.

So after the reunion on Saturday, we're heading up to New York City for a few days to visit my sister and meet my newish little nephew. I'll also be meeting with ClubMom and AlphaMom and reveal myself to be a big dumb fraud who is really boring and stammer-y in person.

Supposedly, Andrew Shue has been invited to the ClubMom meeting on Monday, but I really, REALLY won't be hurt if he doesn't attend, because I have a truly horrific track record when it comes to meeting even the most minor of celebrities. (A track record that includes 1) shrieking, 2) pointing rudely, 3) crying, and 4) flinging my camera into a garbage can at the sight of Jay Leno in Vegas once and being forced to reach in and dig it out RIGHT when he walked by me, and he didn't even make a quip about it, because I think he thought I was homeless.)

Seriously. I just kind of socially implode, and I don't know why. I am completely unable to hang onto any semblence of Cool. Or... you know, just get a fucking GRIP. But I do know that if you put me in the same room with someone from Melrose Fucking Place, I guarantee that I will either 1) throw up, 2) injure myself, or 3) inadvertently call someone a whore.

I should have Internet access for most of the trip, although I might not have a lot of time for posting.

But I'll make sure to let you know if I accidentally call Andrew Shue a whore. Or if I am suddenly back in the market for a new freelancing job. Or both.

 

Posted at 05:09 PM | Permalink

Comments

Hee. The exclamation point-y class reunion e-mail amused me. They would be that way.

Posted by: e. | June 10, 2006 at 01:45 PM

1. You've had your own magazine spread, and rocked it.

2. Andrew Shue is the president of your fan club.

I'd say those 2 things alone make it perfectly fine for you to wear your most expensive shoes and prettiest dress. With cleavage.

Posted by: Nette | June 10, 2006 at 03:03 PM

omg, can't talk, too excited for you!!! have fun, bahy-bahy.

Posted by: Wacky Mommy | June 10, 2006 at 03:40 PM

Wow. So he lives right next door in New Jersey. How un-celebrity of him. I think that's great. My husband's boss's next door neighbor is Queen Latifah. I'm still trying to convince him to get his boss to invite us over.

My only brush with a celebrity was in 1987 at Epcot and Michael Jackson waving to me as he boarded a ride....with a little boy.

Hmm.

Posted by: LotionBarBunny | June 10, 2006 at 04:37 PM

Gotta' be honest here: don't really get the Andrew Shue thing ...

But I'm happy for you none-the-less.

Posted by: s@bd | June 10, 2006 at 08:59 PM

Have a blast at your reunion -
So what has Andrew Shue been up to lately? Haven't seen him since Melrose Place.

Posted by: Jill | June 10, 2006 at 10:25 PM

When I meet famous people I get all confused like "I know you from somewhere-- did we have Calculus together? Do you shop at Publix?"

I spent a whole breakfast in Jackson Hole looking at Kevin Costner and trying to figure out his name before I was all "Oh, Dances With Wolves. Star. Oops."

Had no idea Andrew had 3 sons. Wonder if his medical bills are as high as ours are?

Posted by: Anne Glamore | June 10, 2006 at 10:39 PM

heh although you are already probably done with the reunion thing, I would have dressed up. How many bitches were like "oooh...I can look better than that bitch [insert name here] because she will probably be wearing jeans!

Of course, you are not a bitch. You're fabulous. At my 10 year reunion, better believe homie is going to be doing some over compensating ;)

Posted by: Sarah | June 10, 2006 at 11:41 PM

Please tell me you guys are still dressing up? As my Mom always said, "it's better to be overdressed than underdressed".

And damn it, you guys need to be the best dressed there.

Can't wait to hear all about it (and see pictures of how fat everyone is now)...

Posted by: Isabel | June 11, 2006 at 01:26 AM

Celebrity tourettes syndrome! I love it!

Meanwhile, I bet Andrew isn't the only 90s tv star to love Amalah. I wouldn't be surprised if Urkel were on here right this very minute.

Posted by: mom101 | June 11, 2006 at 09:58 AM

wow, that Andrew Shue is a seriously great feminist dude. I mean, not only does he appreciate *you* (natch) and founded ClubMom, he's also producing a film that is utterly girl-sports (American "Bend it Like Bekham?).

I like the Shue. I do.

Posted by: Joy | June 11, 2006 at 10:11 AM

The City of New York has been put on notice. Amy is in the house.

I can assure you that if I see you in the street I will act like a dork. And if you're with Andrew Shue? Double dork.

Posted by: Lisa Ann | June 11, 2006 at 02:35 PM

Andrew and Amalah? I live in NYC and I'm not sure we can handle so much awesomeness all at once! Let's meet at the coach store on 5th and 57th!

Posted by: cate | June 11, 2006 at 07:56 PM

OMG!!! You get to meet Billy! I SO loved Andrew Shue on MP. He seems like such a nice person, and he likes you!!! Hope you dressed up, pictures are a must :)

Posted by: earlyduckie | June 11, 2006 at 09:16 PM

Oh no. I've lost you to the Andrew Shue dark side, too. Sigh. Another one bites the dust.

Teasing!(Kinda) But dude, what's with the 'casual attire' for the reunion? I'd be pissed to. What a great excuse for a new dress and shoes and they completely stomp on it. When we hang out, we should totally hang out in Bloomingdales or Neiman Marcus. Although then the world might spontaneously combust from all the girlishness...

Have a fun/safe trip!

Posted by: RockStar Mommy | June 12, 2006 at 08:39 AM

"be pissed, too."

It's not a good day for grammar and syntax. (Is it ever for me, though?)

Posted by: RockStar Mommy | June 12, 2006 at 08:40 AM

Eek! Have a blast and if you get a chance get a cupcake at Magnolia's, they are seriously worth it. Plus it might distract you enough by it's sugary goodness that you may be able to avoid social disaster (although I'm sure you'll do just fine).

Posted by: Jessie | June 12, 2006 at 09:20 AM

Hope the reunion went well and that you are enjoying our fair city. Just wanted to suggest Justin Robert's music for the boy. It won't make you want to kill yourself and it is great for wee ones to jam to.

Posted by: Jodes | June 12, 2006 at 10:20 AM

My parents forbid me to watch Melrose Place when I was a teenager, so it wasn't until I discovered SoapNet that I learned he and Alison had a baby together. But then I got too poor for cable and didn't find out what happened. I don't even know if it was a boy or a girl! And he left the show? Why? What happened to Alison? Can anyone shed some light?

Posted by: Frema | June 12, 2006 at 11:15 AM

Just keep talking to Andrue about his sister Elizabeth I am sure he will like that.

Posted by: william | June 12, 2006 at 11:33 AM

Woohoo!!! OMG you are going to have so much fun.... after you call Mr. Shue a whore and break the ice w/ him, I mean.

I have to tell you - definitely wear a HAWT dress to the reunion. Not skanky-hawt, but just hawt hawt. It helps w/ the whole ego boost, and let me tell you why: I went to my 10 year reunion about - ahem - 4 years ago and wore an awesomely elegant low V neck black dress. Everyone else covered up their cleavage. I did not. For the first time since I've known all these people, they saw my cleavage. I occasionally look at those pics, especially after a particularly sad/mad/whatever day, and I'm happy. I'm so proud of myself b/c I was one of those girls in school that covered it all up and tried to hide, like I wasn't pretty enough. Little did those kids know what I actually had, and I can't believe it took me 10 years to get the balls to show them!!!

Posted by: Heather | June 12, 2006 at 12:30 PM

I met Joan Baez for like the frillionth time (my dad was a famousish folk singer) and i cried. i cry every single solitary time. its like "i just....baaaahhhhhh....love your....sniff....music!..."

Posted by: sarahlouwho | June 12, 2006 at 05:36 PM

ps- i just got a livejournal with not ONE person reading it, maybe you could stop by. tell a friend. pass it on. blah blah blah.

Posted by: sarahlouwho | June 12, 2006 at 05:39 PM

Awesome. Good luck! Remember - casual = reunion. New York = fancy dress. Do not become confused. hee hee

Posted by: Dorothy | June 12, 2006 at 08:40 PM

Andrew Shue...sigh... I'd probably throw up on him out of sheer nervousness.

You're so my idol.

Posted by: Jenny | June 13, 2006 at 08:14 AM
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