Hunt for Gosling

Ryan Gosling is rumored to be in Skaneateles, NY. So, I had no choice….

Would we find him sunbathing? Dining at a local restaurant? Building a house for Allie? It didn’t matter. This is the first time I have taken a spontaneous road trip without kids in a decade.

It’s times like this that you know who your true friends are. Nikki didn’t tell me I was crazy. Wait, yes she did, but she went anyway. It was worth the trip. A chance to see Ryan Gosling and take in this view:

We spotted a few men who looked like Gosling and a lot of men who did not, if you get my drift. He wasn’t in the public restroom. I know, I was shocked, too. We stopped by a candy store to get a drink and snack. “Have you seen Ryan Gosling?” I asked the clerk. He was a little man with large muscles. “No, I don’t stalk him,” he snapped. Lay off the steroids Arnold. “We are,” I replied. Nikki and I burst into laughter. “I figured,” he said stone faced. “It’s just another day for me.” Okay Mister “It’s just another day for me working at a candy store.” Settle down there guy. I would argue you may be crazier than the two of us.

He is filing a restraining order as we speak.

The gate was wide open. Maybe he was expecting me?
We drove down the long, winding driveway, but no sign of Ryan Gosling.

I don’t know how the paparazzi does it. This is exhausting. At this point, I don’t have the energy to stalk anyone.