One reason I’m hesitant to leave Manhattan is that I’ve never seen Sarah Jessica Parker in person. It’s just ridiculous because we both live in the West Village, we both have long hair and we are both HUGE movie stars.

How have we not connected?

But it has just not happened. I’ve seen the actor Oliver Platt about 47 times and no disrespect to Oliver Platt, but who the hell cares?

So while I try to come to grips with that fact that SJP and I are star crossed, my husband is having no problem getting chummy with HUGH JACKMAN.

Yes… People’s Sexiest Man Alive. I don’t completely agree. Like if I went out on a blind date with Hugh, I would think, “Not my favorite name but hey this guy is pretty cute. Maybe we’ll do dinner and drinks and then make-out,” but I would not be thinking, “Oh totally sexiest, hottest, smokin’ guy alive. He’s never going to call me.”

But I know some of you really dig him. So for this piece, any references to Sexiest Man Alive pertain to Hugh Jackman.

So anyway…

My husband has been between jobs (that’s a fancy way to say laid off).  Thankfully, he rejoins Fox News Channel on Monday.  But in the meantime, he’s had time to meander around the neighborhood. Yesterday, he was sitting outside a local coffee shop, next to another couple, just relaxing and reading news articles on his phone.  It was unseasonably warm.

Then Hugh Jackman and his wife walk by and they happen to know the couple next to Rick.  So they sit down too.

So there is Sexiest Man Alive and Mrs. Sexiest Man Alive chatting it up with this couple… and Rick manages to effortlessly work himself into the conversation when topics like children and local schools come up. All of this is happening while the paparazzi is snapping away.

So Rick will probably end up in the background of some photo in People magazine.

And then today, Rick CASUALLY mentions to me that he just saw Sarah Jessica Parker.  A couple of weeks ago.  During his lay off.  While taking Summer to the doctor’s office.

Seriously?

Ok fine. But has Mr. Celeb Magnet had the chance to see Oliver Platt 47 times? I don’t think so.

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