Me and Bobby Deen. Sounds Like a Country Song Doesn't It?

I saw Bobby again today. Clearly I did not request a picture because friends don't do that every time they see each other. I mean, that would just be odd, ask anyone.

But what do you do when you see a celebrity(practically) for the second time? Wave and smile? Any eye contact at all? Did he even see me? Or remember? It's only been a week.

Most people do not encounter this situation-they get lucky and only have to see famous people once. I, however, am put in the position of seeing Bobby Deen twice and have no clue what the protocol is. I know this predicament is up there with What do I do when I meet the Queen?

I obviously needed some assistance, but Emily Post does not make it a habit to be in the gym when I need her. Unreliable wench. I had to fend for myself, so I played it cool AND PRETENDED LIKE I JUST DID NOT SEE HIM. Because there isn't a hint of social awkwardness about me.

Don't judge me.

We only came within 10 feet of each other twice and both times I was either focused on holding my one weight or changing the song on my iPod. So there's my excuse. That and no one else has ever been in such a predicament before so there was absolutely no experience I could fall back on.

Plus, I just didn't really care all that much. It was sort of a "been there, took a picture of that already" moment for me.

And in case any of you were on the edges of your seats with anticipation, I finally got to eat my goat cheese today. I say finally like I've been waiting for days, when I really only bought the stuff yesterday afternoon. It was delicious. Me and the goat cheese, apple slices, honey, pita chips, and hummus had a lovely outing in Orleans Square. Peach beverage and baklava were also there and did not disappoint.



Arielle