Forget Chris Parnell, I saw a much bigger celebrity this weekend…

I had cleared my entire weekend so I could put together the furniture I had ordered from IKEA. But the furniture did not arrive as scheduled on Friday. Or Saturday. Or Sunday…

Undaunted, Jeff and I threw ourselves in a weekend of activity anyway. We watched a lot of TV, including Camp (which we picked up at J & R). And we visited the Smithsonian National Museum of the American Indian, which is not only just a few blocks away from where I live but also free!

On Sunday, Jeff felt like seeing a show so we did a little homework and discovered that the Valhalla has Sunday night performances where all tickets are $20.

As we entered the lobby, Jeff spotted Nathan Lane in the corner (The Producers only has a Sunday matinee). Just before curtain he came and sat down right in front of me. It took everything I had in me to be a cool New Yorker and resist asking him for an autograph (we didn’t see anyone bother him all night). The play, by the way, was hilarious if a little unfocused.