What's Your Sign?

I learned something very important about Shlomo last night. When having a book signed by its author, it is important that I include his name. Here’s the deal. Last night, Cissy Davis (aka Debra Winger) was interviewed and had a book signing here. Shlomo and I attended.

I will just take a moment to say how great Debra Winger was. She was entertaining, forthright, and pretty much took no prisoners. And, I have to say, she looks great!

So, we sit through her interview. She takes a few questions from the audience. I laughed. I cried. It became woven into the fabric of my life. We proceed to the lobby for refreshments and book signage. I had bought two books prior to the event…one for me…one for my cousin who is also a big fan.

Some lady is passing out post-its for you to write the name that you would like for Debra to make her inscription to. I did one that said, “To Anshel” and one that said, “To Cousin.” Shlomo saw this. He started in…how could I do that…he always includes me…blah…blah…blah…remember how great the Peter Max book is where he did “To Anshel and Shlomo” and then drew hearts containing “A + S.”

I did not think it was that big of a deal. So, I added “and Shlomo” to the post-it.

So, we wait in line. I finally get up to Debra. She looks up and smiles. I say, “For the record, I am not the high-maintenance individual who insisted on both names.” I point to Shlomo.

Debra laughs and says, “Oh, instead of buying two books.”

Anshel: “Oh no, I bought two books, but the other is for my cousin who cannot make it.”

She smiled and said, “In that case, I will definitely do it.”

Then, the woman who was her escort who happened to know Shlomo said, “I cannot believe you would say that about him.”

I looked at her and said, “Honey, you don’t have to live with him.”

We all laughed. The escort said, “Good point.” Debra was signing away.

She signed the book and turned it for me to see. “To Anshel and Shlomo…Love, Debra Winger.” I cracked up. Literally…I laughed out loud. I showed it to Shlomo. He could barely make out his tiny name. She smiled. Shlomo feigned anger at me.

I looked at that three-time Academy Award nominated actress and said, “You just made my whole week!” She laughed with a mischievous glint in her eyes and we went on our way.

So, if you see a Debra Winger movie at your local cinema, I urge you to go. I love her. And, she said that after her hiatus, she wants to act more. May we all be so lucky!