I mean, oh. my. goodness.
Yesterday, I was out shopping with my Grandmother and Bean all day and so I didn’t have email or computer access. When I finally sat down at my computer last night, I was bombarded with emails and Twitter messages all telling me the same, very important piece of information
THE PIONEER WOMAN IS COMING TO ORLANDO!
THE Pioneer Woman. Ree Drummond. My imaginary BFF is coming to Orlando.
You might remember the beginning of our friendship when Chris, Bean, and I made the trip into New York to see her at her book signing last year. She signed my cookbook. She took a blurry picture with us. And she made one, small, little comment that she recognized my name from the comments in her blog.
On anyone else, that comment might have been lost. But to me, she might as well have said, “Hey, do you wanna come over and watch Real Housewives of New York in our PJs and talk about boys?”
That was when I knew she wanted to be best friends.
Shortly after that, Chris and I attacked her on Twitter. Seriously. We sent her so many messages, forcing her to be our friends. It didn’t really work, but she did start following Chris and I on Twitter and we considered that a minor victory.
Once we knew we were Twitter friends and, like, totally meant to be real life best friends, Chris and I started begging – no, more like groveling – to come to PW’s ranch. We wanted to come out and spend a weekend with her and her family.
Was this creepy? Sure.
Was this weird? Absolutely.
Did this make us stalkers? Possibly.
Apparently, you can smell desperation through the internet and, naturally, PW ignored our requests. As any sane person would have done. Probably a good move on her part. We would have showed up and been so star struck all weekend that it would have left Bean to do the talking for us. And all he can do is say Ma-Ma and Da-Da and give high fives, so that might have been awkward for everyone.
After that desperate attempt to reconnect with my BFF, Chris and I moved to Florida from Connecticut. And WHO SHOULD FOLLOW US DOWN HERE BUT THE PIONEER WOMAN HERSELF! Obviously, she wants to be my friend and is just nervous about reaching out. So instead, she has followed me to Florida where she will casually hang out until I come see her.
I get it, Ree. I totally get it. I know you want to be my best friend, but you really didn’t have to follow me down to Orlando…
Bean was really excited about meeting PW in January.
Here is the part where you, dear readers, come into the picture. CLEARLY, Ree is unsure of the next step to take in our friendship. I can understand that. Imaginary friends don’t often come to life. But if she just had a little encouragement, then I think it might be possible. SO… If you love me as your blogger at all, you can do a little something to unite two long lost imaginary friends. If you are so inclined – and I do hope you will be! – you can do one or more of the following to help my cause:
1. Go to Ree’s blog and leave a comment on her Orlando post telling her that you think she should meet me, Chris, and Bean while she is in Orlando. We’re BFFs, so she will TOTALLY know who you are talking about… (but you might want to mention Confessions of a Young Married Couple just in case…friends can’t remember everything, you know…)
2. Send Ree a message on Twitter telling her she should meet us while she is in Orlando. Ree’s Twitter name is @thepioneerwoman. My Twitter name is @MarriageConfess and Chris’ is @MrConfessions.
3. Send Ree an email telling her she should meet us while she is in Orlando. Her email address is firstname.lastname@example.org.
I think if we just flood her little heart with messages, I might actually reunite with my imaginary BFF! I mean, its the LEAST I can do for her since she followed me all the way here, bless her heart.