Did I Ever Tell You About the Time I...

met

Martha Stewart

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She was having a book signing in Dallas last year.

I took off from work, drove to Dallas and stood in line with everyone else.

I bought a $50 cookbook, and waited. So many people were there.

Once I got inside, I could see a glimpse of her.  She seemed extrememly polite . Taking time to speak to each and everyone getting her autograph. I got closer. I got so nervous!

I was trying to think of what I was going to talk about. I had it all planned out in my mind.

I was going to tell her I was her biggest fan, that I have been a fan since day one, I had all her magazines, cookbooks and watch her show.

Well, let me just tell you it didn't go as planned!!

As I got next in line, tears fell from my eyes, butterflies flew in my stomach, and my mouth went dry!

WAAH!

I felt like I was in front of Jesus!

I couldn't speak, think or move.

She took my cookbook and signed it.

She was so sweet to ask my name, but I couldn't speak!

I was moved along, the next person in line took their place in front of her table. They chatted and seemed like they had been friends forever! I knew she was nice, I knew I could talk,

I had to try again!!

So, I bought another cookbook, got back in line.

I waited, planned my words and tried to stay calm. My heart was thundering! I wasn't going to let myself down again!

Well, it didn't go much better the second time around. All  I could say to her was

"I promise I won't cry this time"

She asked me where I was from. I told her, she said she loved my town.

I just shook my head and said "me, too".

Dang it! What is wrong with me?

My perfect opportunity to tell her who I am, how much I adore her and follow her.

Oh well. Next time!!

I'm hoping for the day that I can try again.

As they say, third times the charm, right?