If I were famous I couldn't ...

Today I took a break to go eat the Thai food I've been craving the last couple of days - http://www.sakoontra.com/about_us.htm.

Since my boyfriend was out of town and the one friend I thought to invite was occupied, I went alone.

I had the entire restaurant to myself and the waiters and waitresses didn't quite believe that I was a party of 1. I guess it's OK for grown men to eat alone, but not grown women? I would actually think that more mothers would call a babysitter once in a while and go out and dine alone, but I haven't seen to much of that.

It was quite nice. After every last sip of water, the glass was immediately filled. All food showed up perfectly timed and I felt like I was a famous person that had reserved the entire place to have a rare piece of personal privacy.

And that got me to thinking about famous people. I have no desire to be famous. Every time I turn on the TV and see the famous it builds my sense of gratitude for my private life. After all, only my personal friends and family would care to put "spin" on my life. But, I have a feeling that most of their time is otherwise occupied...or at least I hope that is the case.

So, here's what I think. If I were famous, I couldn't:

• have the entire Sakoontra restaurant to myself on a Saturday afternoon.


• walk down the street alone at any time of day listening to my iPOD.


• walk out the door to my car with no cameras pushing me over.


• walk out the door to my car and not talk to anyone if I so choose.


• buy cheap white t-shirts at Walmart because I'd have to spend $100 to buy signature tank tops so Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous have someone to talk about.


• just order all my outfits from Eddie Bauer three times a year and completely avoid ever walking into a clothing store.


• say what I think without causing an uproar in the press. OK, so sometimes I cause small uproars, but at least I can apologize to those closest to me.


• go out on the town without make-up and not have anyone take a picture of me for the tabloids. If you are always without make-up no one has an expectation for you to live up to.


• have the entire Sakoontra to myself.


• talk to whomever I want when I want to about what I want to and know that it will just be local gossip.
• buy whatever brand of cosmetics really worked for me because I'd have some agreement to advertise lipstick (when I don't even own a tube).
• stay in Friday night and just do personal projects.
• write all this kind of junk on my blog.

So, you see, it is nice being in the woodwork and having Saturday afternoons at Sakoontra to myself.