MAZAL TOV, JULES!!
A hearty My Urban Kvetch mazal tov to my friend Julia Roberts Moder, who gave birth to twins today.
It seems like only yesterday when I was at that movie theater in Chelsea with my friend Aviva, listening to Julia weeping on Benjamin Bratt's shoulder as we tried to focus our attention on the screening of The Cider House Rules. What was she crying about? Why in a public theater? Why was she so tall? All good questions, to which there seemed to be no answers.
It's been about three years. Benjamin's gone (but thanks to Law & Order reruns, and endless "Miss Congeniality" broadcasts, not forgotten), and she's married to a cameraman. But once again, I need to express my disappointment with her choice of names for her twins.
Now it's my turn to cry, for these poor children. Apple Blythe Alison Martin...Jett Travolta...Coco Cox Arquette...Pilot Inspektor Lee...and the newest additions...Hazel Patricia and Phinnaeus Walter Moder.
Welcome to the playground, kids. Don't trip over your names on the way to recess.
posted by Esther Kustanowitz @ 7:41 PM
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I thought of you right away when I heard the news. That day we heard her weeping is still my best famous-person sighting story. Miss you... Aviva
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