It's the most wonderful time of the year, for sure, but also the worst time of the year for blogging. Between all the parties and visits from my parents and old friends in town, I haven't had time to exercise, eat properly, sleep, and definitely no spare time for writing. Sorry!

But I did have to get up early and jot this one down, because it is one of my favorite (yet silliest) aspects of living in London I like to mention: celebrity-sighting! We were at the National Theatre to see a Noel Coward play Tuesday night, starring Alex Jennings and Sara Stewart (whom I was already over the moon about: she's the mom from Sugar Rush, the first series of which is probably some of the best television I've ever seen). During intermission, we were standing around and I was chugging the last of my gin and tonic when my mom said, "Oh look, Patrick Stewart." I turned around, and sure enough, standing right next to us, chatting away with some friends, was Jean-Luc Picard.

So to remind you, my London list:

1. Martin Freeman
2. Goldie Hawn
3. Kurt Russell
4. Ivana Trump
5. Charlotte Church
6. Carmen Electra
7. The Darkness
8. Graham Norton
9. Paul McCartney
10. Patrick Stewart

I must admit I am a little star-crazy at the moment, thinking I see them all the time while I jog around Marylebone and St. John's Wood. Sometimes in my panting induced delirium I catch myself thinking, "Is that David Williams?" or "Holy crap, I think that's Jim Broadbent!" Once I swore I saw Alexa Chung in Mayfair. But I'm never quite sure, don't really get a good look, so just don't trust it. I guess I need someone to run with who's as celebrity keen as I am!