Jinx! You owe me a Coke.
Get ready! Jinx is coming to your TV screen.
Karen Glass, one of the producers behind The Princess Diaries and Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (and sister to This American Life’s Ira Glass) has optioned Jinx for a TV movie for ABC Family.
No word on casting yet, but the script is underway, so I’ll try to keep all you red-headed, spiral-curled aspiring actresses in the know.
Meanwhile, He Who Shall Not Be Not In This Blog and I are on a secret 15th year anniversary get-away. I can’t tell you where we are because…it’s secret! It’s not where I’d like to be (Tahiti…I’ve never been there. I wish I had thought of it before this minute), but it’s okay, I guess. At least it’s not raining (right now)!
For our fancy anniversary dinner, we got very dressed up…then I realized I’d brought the wrong shoes (the ones that brutally stab me in the back of the heel every time I walk). So I felt awful. Then the waiter was snobby to us and the food which was supposed to be three star or whatever tasted like it came from Long John Silver’s which used to be my brother Sergeant Friendly’s favorite restaurant when he was five.
But it was OK because we still have each other and afterwards we came back and took off our bad clothes and watched TV and ate a Toblerone bar we found that had expired in 2004 (note to self: 4 year old Toblerone bars are not that good).
I would probably have been more outraged by my bad food experience if I hadn’t been stricken by a stomach bug this past weekend, so really even bad food tasted OK. I was incapable of doing anything for three days but tracking how many other people in the country had the same thing on WhoIsSick.org (thanks to a reader for sending me this invaluable link) and watching old episodes of How I Met Your Mother (I now love this show. For one thing, when I got married, I had the debt of a small nation, like the girl who played Willow, so I can really relate to her. It was so mean of those credit card companies to keep giving me more and more credit, the more I spent. Although now I realize…that is how they suck you in).
And secondly, well…who doesn’t love Neil Patrick Harris?
The other show I could not stop watching was The Real Housewives of New York City. This is one of those shows that is supposed to make you feel better about yourself because most of the women on it are so pushy and awful (does a three year old need French lessons? Would you walk out if you were put in the second row of a fashion show?).
Mostly it made me ask myself…why would these women agree to be on this show? They had to have known how negatively they’d be portrayed. These are smart women—women who, if they used their minds for good instead of scheduling town cars and tennis matches, might be able to help Allie save the polar bears. Come on, Housewives!
These women reminded me a little bit of the mom in this book, Pretty Face, out now by Mary Hogan:
This is a great book by the author of The Serious Kiss, which I also really enjoyed.
Hayley wishes she could love living in Santa Monica, blocks from the beach, where every day—and everybody—is beautiful and sunny. But she just doesn’t fit in with all the blond, superskinny Southern California girls who have their plastic surgeons on speed dial. Hayley is smart and witty and has such a pretty . . . face. Translation: Don’t even think about putting on a bikini, much less dating superhot Drew Wyler. A bikini will never be flattering, and Drew will never think of her as more than a friend.
Just when Hayley feels doomed to live her life in the fat lane, her parents decide to send her to Italy for the summer—not for school, not for fat camp, just for fun. It’s there, under the Italian sun, that Hayley’s vision of herself starts to change. She’s curvy, not fat. Pizza isn’t evil. And life is so much more than one-size-fits-all. Who knows? Once Hayley sees herself in a new light, maybe the girl with the pretty face will finally find true amore.
It really is true how when you stop dieting, you lose weight! When I stopped drinking diet soda and just ate what I wanted (but not to excess), I lost ten pounds. TEN POUNDS!!! Just by not dieting.
(I didn’t give up TaB for weight loss purposes of course, but because of my migraines (which I still get all the time, FYI). But that’s what happened.)
Anyway, I loved Pretty Face, not because it’s about an effective weight loss plan (although not worrying about your weight and just being healthy IS an effective weight loss plan–you don’t have to go to Italy to do it!), but because it’s a sweet book!
Finally, in a galaxy far, far away: Carrie Fisher sings to Han Solo and some Ewoks friends. This is why so many actors and actresses become drug addicts, FYI. Because directors make them do stuff like this.