Whoa.

My heart just skipped a beat:

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And, in related news, last week the Accommodating Spouse and I were out for beers (many of ‘em) with his friends, one of whom stops by here every so often. Apparently, the friend is quite concerned what would happen if I met Clive Owen, and Clive wanted to, you know, me.
Barring the ludicrousosity of that, the A.S. said how could he stand in my way? And he hoped I would be as understanding if Scarlett or Rachel or Isabella made the same offer.

I would if he would, but only if I get to go first.

5 Responses to “Whoa.”

  1. Carolyn Says:

    You’re right. He is very accommodating. And you’re wise to insist on going first.

    You funny girl, Megan.

  2. Kwana Says:

    I was thinking the same as Carolyn. You are so right to insist on going first. Very smart.

  3. Don Says:

    Arlene and I call this “the free pass”. Hers is Clooney, mine is Salma Hayek.

  4. Elizabeth Kerri Mahon Says:

    Well, if you decide not to take Clive up on his offer after all, give him my phone number, please?

  5. Arlene Says:

    Yes, as Don says, we get a free pass. And who could really blame Don for wanting to do Salma, you know?

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