Story of my life today, I’m afraid. After a fun but uneventful photo shoot for Teen People this a.m. (no, not me, of course!), I spent two #%@&! hours in the “returns” line at Poppins, assured that if I was one of the first one or two in line, there would be no problem. I was No. 1. I didn’t get a ticket.

So, I paid full price and will see her fly on Thursday, all by my lonesome.