"Holy crap! Is that Ben Stein?"

Post about Wed activities coming soon (I'm going to try to convince Matt to write it, despite the fact that the Bucs game is on) BUT just couldn't wait to write about today's exciting event



We met Ben Stein in the hot tub.



The Fairmont has a fantastic spa (best we've been to) and, if you get a spa treatment or pay a daily membership fee, you get all day access to the private indoor pool, terraces, and hot tubs. So, after our facials (which were awesome), Matt and I decided to spend the day in these exclusive digs.



After several hours of lounging outside, I wandered into the pool area where Matt was lounging. As we were chatting, I looked up and saw across the room someone who looked very much like Ben Stein. I apparently need to work on my "inside voice" because when I uttered the words in the title of the post, the man turned and looked at me.



To avoid further embarrassment, Matt assured me that it was not Ben Stein because the hair color was all wrong and suggested we go outside and sit in the hot tub.



After a few minutes in the hot tub, the man who looked like Ben Stein (probably because he IS Ben Stein) joined us. He gave us a bit of applause for getting married, congratulated Matt, wished me good luck, and gave us the following advice: "Walk around with one eye closed" (considering he's married the same woman twice, he may know what he's talking about. Matt just thinks he's a cynic). We also chatted a bit about politics (the passing of Sen Kennedy and plans to fill his seat) and the importance of getting a hot tub for our apartment in Cambridge. Also, in a rare display of self-control, I did not ask him to say, "Bueller. Bueller" Possibly because I wanted to avoid further embarrassment or because I thought I should mention something slightly more recent than a 23 year old movie quote.

It was only a few minutes, but it was the most super awesome non-romantic things that's happened. He's very nice (especially after my outburst) and sounds EXACTLY the same in person as he does on TV.

Hamilton, Bermuda

HELLO!

I know Matt and I are supposed to be spending quality time together (and we are), but we're uploading photos each night which means I simply can't resist posting a quick note to say hi and tell you what's going on.

Yesterday was a lost day (apparently, after 11 months of working and planning a wedding and trying to have a life, my body thinks that 5 seconds of down time = time to go into a 5 hour coma), but today we were wildly productive. And by "wildly productive" I mean getting out of bed at Noon and making it to Hamilton for a 4:00 reservation for High Tea.

We've uploaded photos to Kodak Gallery. I was able to caption the photos but not rearrange them into a somewhat logical order (which is driving me nuts). Anyways, hope you enjoy them and we'll continue to post to this album while in Bermuda

Love you all!

Robyn and Matt

Cheating

Although I've been terribly remiss about updating this blog, I have found the time to post to my company's blog (which is a bit like cheating on this blog, but we have an understanding)

So, in lieu of an actual posting here, you can read my lasting posting there about our new Kindle. Yes, a blog post linking to another blog post is cheating, but I'm just a wee bit busy...

Follow-up to office excitement

The Craigslist posting that caused all that excitement happened in the morning. Then around 10:30 we decided to order Thai food for the office for lunch. The excitement of Thai food was enough to permanently distract us from the Craigslist excitement of the morning. As a result, I have no update (but I don't think anything happened)

This is probably a sad commentary on our sad and simple lives but, whatever, I'm just going with it

Office Excitement

This is probably exciting only to me, but it's been awhile since I posted and this seems like as good a reason as any...

Innosight appeared in Craigslist Missed Connections Personals this morning!

For the uninitiated, Missed Connections is where people can post a message in an effort to meet back up with someone they met but didn't get contact info for. You'll get the idea when you read the post

Anyways, this is even more amusing given that the Innosight employee who was running the session is a 25 year old Mormon guy (married, no kids). Shortly after this link started circulating in the office, he updated his Facebook status to "I did not take the elevator last night" He claims it was his intern Austin who is the subject of the inquiry

There's another group tonight, and there's talk of responding to this girls' post (since Austin will be here. BTW, no one has ever seen this Austin kid, even though he's one of our interns) and then lurking about to see if we made a love connection.

Knowing us, it's all talk. But a happy distraction for a Tuesday

CONFIRMED - Eat Dirt. Live Longer

OK, not exactly. But very close.

For a while I've been lamenting the fact that kids don't play outside anymore and do all the things we did as kids - play tag (and the 932,874 different versions of it that can be spontaneously created), play baseball with 5 people (thank goodness for those Ghost Men who ran the bases), and, most importantly, spend hours gleefully playing with water, dirt, and mud.

These laments are often summed up by the statement, "That's why kids these days are always so sick. They don't eat dirt like we did. They need to eat more dirt." And, being someone who does not have kids, I am fully qualified to make these proclamations.

Now it seems that MSNBC.com agrees with me. Admittedly, this article leaves out those of us who came of age in the 80s but I think it still applies. Goodness knows, none of use ever wore a helmet when riding our bicycles (I still remember the kid on the news who was probably 10 years old when he explained to the reporter that he wouldn't wear a helmet because, "you can't pick up girls with a piece of Tupperware on your head")

Now, go feed your kids some dirt. They'll be better for it.

I'm not sure that's a compliment

Yesterday, just like every Tuesday morning, Matt and I went to visit our personal trainer, Cory. As we were sweating our our warm-ups, she happily announced that we were the inspiration for her latest venture.

As a bit of background, in addition to being a great personal trainer, she's started her own business focused on helping people adopt healthier lifestyles through exercise, better eating habits, etc. Right now it's just a blog with info about her boot camps and exercise tips like how to get a workout in while shopping.

So anyways, she announces that we're the inspiration for her latest product - a DVD/CD-ROM that will help people quickly identify bad habits and give them ideas on how the small steps they can take to be better.

"That sounds like a great idea!" we said, "why are we the inspiration?"

"It's titled 'Your job is killing you' and it's for workaholics."

Thanks.
It's one thing to think that your job is killing you, it's a whole 'nother thing to have that confirmed by someone else