Meet and Greet

To the three of you that read this blog on a daily basis, I apologize for the lack of postings this week.  I just really wanted my Pink Carhartt Plea to have time to marinate out there in cyberspace for awhile, you know just in case the CEO of Carhartt spends his spare time reading random blogs.  Strangely enough, I haven't heard from them yet...weird.  It's also been one of those weeks, actually if I'm being honest one of those months, make that month and a half.  Hopefully, someday very soon when we're on the "other side" of things, I'll write a riveting, detailed blog that will rival the movie "A Few Good Men", except instead of Jack Nicholson, my version stars a villain named Jiminy Crickett, you're intrigued now aren't you?  Be patient, my dears, soon. 

But for now you'll have to settle for the recent highlight of my blogging life....

No, NBC didn't call to offer me a sitcom and no, I haven't been offered a book deal...yet. 

Last Sunday, I had the privilege of meeting in person, face to face, one of my long time blog readers aka fan, Adrienne.  In her husband's words, "You are a celebrity in our household!"   Me?  A celebrity?!?  Ok, ok if you insist.  ;)  Many days I wonder if anyone is even reading this blog but now I know.  Adrienne is!!  (And Trisha and Heather too, I know this because they send me harassing emails if I go too long without posting.  Feel free to let me know if you're also reading, I live for comments.)  

So I did what any high profile blogger would do, put on some lip gloss and insisted on having our picture taken. 

Hey PP, the nursing home called Grandma wants her shirt back. 

I hope my "blouse" looked better in person because it seriously looks like I highjacked the nursing home. 

I have to admit it was a little nerve wracking, meeting and talking to someone who reads the blog and probably has a preconceived notion of who I, the Prairie Princess, am.   I mean I keep it real here on Hillbilly Hilarity and what you read is who I am, at the least the part I want you to know.  But what if she found me boring or blase?  What if I didn't live up to who she thought I was from reading the blog?  Oh the stress. Then you throw in the fact that she knew so much more about me than I knew about her.  It was all a little strange.  But Adrienne was so sweet and by the end of our time together we were real life friends.  And now I want to go immediately to Kansas City where Adrienne lives and meet her for lunch at Mi Ranchitos.  Have I mentioned I LOVE Mi Ranchitos?  Oh the espinaca.....

It was great to meet you (in person) Adrienne and I'm not kidding about lunch.  If you want to get take out and come here that works too.  :)

Also, sorry I forgot my Sharpie so I couldn't autograph your forehead like you wanted.  Oh what?  That was a figment of my imagination?  Huh.  The fame must be going to my head.  Next thing you know I'll be "borrowing" jewelry from upscale jewelry stores and appearing on the front cover of the National Enquirer.  Maybe then I'll get my pink Carhartts!!