I'm not cool, I'm just a dorky fan girl

On Saturday, my backward town had a miracle. Okay, not really. But it was a miracle from my point of view. My favorite blogger/writer/photographer came to town and did a book signing. Ree Drummond, aka The Pioneer Woman, blessed my little corner of the world with her awesomeness.

There she is. When I finally got with in sight of her (after almost three hours in line) the first thing that popped into my head was "she's so pretty." I surprised myself. I didn't know I had a little crush on her, but I guess I do. I think it's the red hair. I've always wanted to be a red head.

If you notice, I mentioned standing in line for nearly three hours. I'm not kidding. The line wove in and out of the stacks, around the whole store. I was lucky enough to get in the front portion of the middle, so my wait wasn't nearly as long as it could have been.

Lucky for me, everyone in the line with me was really nice. Despite the long wait, no one got grumpy or acted tacky. And the cool thing was, Ree's family was there and posed for pictures.

I think they felt sorry for all of us stuck in such a long line. I was lucky enough to get to visit with her hubbie some. (Super nice cowboy, by the way.) He said her book signings were always super crowded.

Anyway, to make a long story short, I got to meet one of my heroes yesterday. And it turned me into a dork fan girl. Here's a picture to prove it.

Goodbye until the next opportunity for public embarrassment presents itself.

Jocelyn In Texas
The fan girl