Celebrity

I know that celebrities are humans like you and me. They are just talented (well, maybe) people who have made it. I realize they are people too, they aren't above me, they want to be treated the same, all that.

But can I just say, if I ever met Keith Urban, I would be a mess! I was talking to a girl who is from Nashville and used to do a spin class with him (and Nicole, but that didn't mean as much to me). I'm sorry, this girl worked out with Keith Urban! You know, just peddling along, or whatever you do in a spin class, never mind that Keith Urban is right in front of you or beside you or whatever. This is clearly why I can never go to Nashville.

I have met one star/celebrity in my life (well, besides some people who may be considered celebrities in AL but not everywhere else). When I was very little, I met Minnie Mouse. Apparently, I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't say anything but curled up into myself, smiled, couldn't take my eyes off of her, but was completely and utterly speechless. The thought of meeting Keith Urban...I wish I could explain it to you. I feel a little like melting into myself at the very thought! I just admire him so much. I'd probably react much the same way as when I met Minnie Mouse, but still.

This girl, the one who took a spin class with Keith, was probably a little overwhelmed. It was our first time meeting, and she got to see my obsession first hand; honestly, I don't think she was ready for that. She told me that the next time she saw him, she'd tell him she met his biggest fan. I freaked out and then confessed a secret desire to her that not that many people outside of my family know about (but that I am about to confess here)!!! I told her - and rambled on and on - about my dream to sing with Keith Urban. I used these words to describe it: "My life would be complete if I ever sang with Keith Urban. I mean, my life is complete with Jesus, but if I ever got to sing with Keith Urban, my life would just be that much more complete." Um, hello, that is a problem that that would make my life so complete. But besides that, what am I, some crazy freak girl with a weird obsession? Um, yes. Most definitely. The sad thing is, I'm not even embarrassed by this at all! What is my problem?

Keith, if you are out there, a) I would only call you Mr. Urban to your face, if I could even speak at the sight of you, and b) if you get the urge to fulfill some weird girl's life dream, please leave a comment below.

* Note: Ok, so I was reminded that I HAVE met two "celebrities." I not only met, but received my first-ever package of Cheetos, from Gene Stallings, former Alabama coach (roll tide!). And I also met, " former NFL Rookie of the Year Bobby Humphrey. Or any number of very famous people that you just take for granted..." So says my father. I'm pretty sure my father wrote that, otherwise it was my mother. But yes, I grew up with a sportswriter for a father, so none of these names ever meant anything to me.