Triumphant Return of Lu Day

In the last two weeks, today was only the third day that Dylan got to spend at home. And, somehow, he still managed to give me full rights to the day. I've said it before and I'll say it again...the man is a gem.

I've made it known that I harbor a slight (meaning huge) fondness for The Pioneer Woman. I don't really know why. I've never really cared too much about any famous movie stars, singers, or other entertainers. But this country girl, who spends her life as a blogger, photographer, homeschool teacher to her four children, book writer, Food Network Show person, and who has some serious skills in the kitchen, just sends me into total fangirl mode. I just love her normal-ness, and she does things that I like to do. So I guess that's why I love her.

Anyways, I told Dylan that she was coming to town for a book signing but that it was all the way out in Mesa and that I wasn't planning on going. (If you know me at all, you know I don't often travel out of my comfort radius to do much of anything). Then I told him that I had a dream that she had us out to her ranch, and she showed us around and cooked us dinner and stuff. And I think that's what made him think it might be healthy for my mind if I could just meet this woman. Like maybe it would put the weird obsession to rest?

So we spent an embarassingly long time in a high school auditorium today. First, arriving early to secure seats and purchase the cookbook, then PW gave a cute presentation, and then we waited, and waited, and waited for her to sign my book. Marlboro Man was there the whole time, and he also signed my book. They were both so friendly. And then on the way home, I told Dylan all about how they met and basically the whole story of her life, which I know because I read her novel last year.

We also went into Old Town to hit up the farmers market and then had lunch at Cornish Pasty before the book signing. It was Dylan's first Pasty experience, and he enjoyed it as much as I thought he would.

Luckily, D brought his Kindle. Here he is surrounded by his friends Doris, Gladys, and Martha. Obviously, it was a female-dominated crowd...but I was surprised how many lovely senior citizens are PW fans.

I'm pretty sure it wasn't Dylan's most favorite Saturday of all time, but I sure had fun seeing my favorite famous person in real life.

And while I'm fangirling, how much did you love Katharine McPhee's cover of "Run" on Smash last week? She is a talented performer. She, and also Taylor Swift, have legitimate talent if you ask me. (Not that I'm the authority on musical talent or anything.)

So I think that just about covers everyone I idolize right now.

Nighty night, friends.

P.S. I know I owe Dylan big time for this day. If the tables were turned, I'm not sure I would have had the patience...or such a pleasant attitude. I'll have to do something like go to an airplane museum or a concert of some little-known indie band with him to make up for it.