FERRIS BUELLER, YOU"RE MY HERO

So, I wobble over to Duke's looking for a much needed hamburger, I think it was my low iron or low blood sugar or gigantic baby that was like "I NEED TO EAT NOW AND IT BETTER BE GOOD".

Duke's is an upscale NYC deli where they have everything under the sun, and I hurry my way over to the grill because, that's where the good stuff is and I don't want anyone getting in front of me.

There was a man standing a bit off to the side with a little boy, around Meg's age, I ask him if he's ordered yet because if he did, he needs to MOVE and he turns to say yes, and oh my god it's MATTHEW BRODERICK. Only at first, I am like, is it really? because homeboy was looking rough. Bright green baggy cords, sneakers, faded gray polo shirt that matched his almost completely gray hair. Little boy Broderick, aka, James was with him, wearing Old Navy sweats and a sweat shirt. He had the cutest little sugar bowl hair cut and I think he was much more Matthew than Sarah.

Well anyway we both got our food and I assumed he left, but no when looking for a table, there just so happened to be one open next to him, so I ate my burger along side of them, no one seemed to even see them, until some girls around my age walked in and sat at the table with me and began whispering. I also heard Matthew call SJP and ask James if he wanted to talk to Mommy. I was thinking "YES, I'D LIKE TO" bahahahahaa.....

And, young James is potty trained because he asked my table to watch his food while he took him off to Potty. When the little boy smiled he was all Sarah.

All in all, pretty exciting.