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In which I ate at The Ivy
(see if you can tell which two sentences Keely wrote … Still in California by the way)
The other day I decided that we should do the quintessential California thing and that is: have lunch at The Ivy. The what??? Yeah, you heard me The Ivy. As you know, or maybe you don’t, The Ivy is a restaurant in Beverly Hills where the stars eat.
Or, I suppose if you read US Weekly and watch TMZ that’s where they SAY the stars eat. Truth of the matter is, we saw no stars. We did see people eating though. Plenty of overly tanned and overly made up people. Not made up in “I made them up” because they were real people. Just not real people who were famous, they just had too much makeup on.
So I was sort of pissed that they were no stars there but THEN I had a mojito and pretty soon my attitude changed. I was much happier and started enjoying the day a bit more.
I started telling Keely and Amy a story when they both said they’d already heard it before (at least 548 times in Keely’s case!). Thus, we decided to come up with a code word that meant this was a repeated story. I wanted it to be more of a phrase – something along the lines of “Keely is the most excellent daughter and person in general in the world, and also an amazing role model, especially for me – but Keely, modest and brilliant as she is, suggested just using an easily remembered word instead.
I suggested the word “referdum.” I don’t know why I suggested that word but it had a nice flow to it. So we all agreed on the word and I ordered another mojito and the day got more and more excellent. As I launched into yet another repetive story, Amy called out “reprisal!”
Reprisal??? I pointed out that the word was “referendum” and we all totally lost it, especially me because although I was supposed to share my second drink, I forgot and drank than both by myself. If you don’t believe me just read the previous post about lip gloss.
Of course, the more I drink, the more I repeat myself and before I knew it I had “reprisals” and “refusals” and “reprieve” and “repetitive” (which, by the way, was probably the best idea) being thrown at me left and right.
By the time we finished our lunch, I no longer cared whether I had seen stars or not because I had practically laughed myself to death.
So there you are! My day at The Ivy. Not much of a post I know but I’m on my iPad here and it sucks to write posts on an iPad.
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That’s a good idea. I wonder if I should suggest Boyfriend and I think of a word. He’d probably just start yelling it all the time, though…
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It was so funny…she can’t remember the word at all
My friend simply says repeat! It’s now a game! Or you can hold hand up and do the ok sign and that’s repeat too! Just me, simply repeat is hysterical! We went on Vaca with our boyfriends and counted how many repeats everyone had. Of course they increase with drinking! However, a repeat doesn’t count if someone hasn’t heard the story so you get do say nope repeat doesn’t count – she hasn’t heard the story!
it was really fun having a code word that nobody could actually remember
Nope. Can’t find Keely’s two words at all. Youse guys are seamless.
I visited Beverly Hills once. It was my observation that everyone there gives their best effort to LOOK like they are famous. Which made it really hard to pick out the people that really were. So I just started shouting out names of famous people that I “saw”. My list was long and impressive. Made my visit there sound a lot more exciting to all my friends back home.
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hahaha…great idea
That sounds like a thoroughly enjoyable lunch, stars are no. I mean, really, would the stars have done anything that amusing?
Glad they weren’t made up people, that’s a trip to the doc for sure! Who needs stars when you have drinks and what sounds like great company!
Yep!!! Drinks certainly help a lot