The true FACINATION begins

I was driving home from work and heard a familiar name on the radio...Peter Facinelli.  I had been a fan of his since the Fastlane days.  He was going to be appearing at my local mall to raise awareness and funds  for Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation.  My daughter was out of town and I really didn't want to go by myself as I was sure it'd be a mad house.  I decided that I only live once and I'd go solo with firm instructions from my daughter to get her an autograph.

I went to the mall, the line was ridiculously long but hey...I wasn't doing anything else that day.  I stood in line and watched Peter as he interacted with the crowd.  He seemed like a really cool guy (I knew this already but seeing it first hand was pretty awesome).  My time came to go up on stage.  We introduced ourselves to each other.  He looked at me intently while I spoke and I of course made him laugh.  I asked him to make the autograph out to my daughter but and I quote "Mama waited in this line so I get you".  I have a knack for saying things before thinking them out completely.  He smiled really big and laughed.  We chatted briefly about Fastlane and the "Candystore", both agreeing that we would love to have a "Candystore" of our own.  I thanked him for being so gracious with his time and he thanked me for coming out and supporting the cause.  We took our picture and that was that...or so I thought.

While I was waiting for my picture to be printed I was watching Peter and listening to him and reflected on our brief conversation.  I was completely dazzled by this man.  Not because he was a celebrity..but because he was genuine.  I have a pretty keen radar for people.  He was so caring and took time to listen to me ramble..he seemed to truly care.  I've met other celebrities who seemed nice on the surface but also seemed like they were just doing their job.  Peter was just a normal guy who was having fun and truly appreciated every single person he spoke to.  I even forgot my daughter's autograph after our picture was taken and he went and grabbed it and came after me saying "OH! Don't forget Samantha!!" and brought it to me.  I was so incredibly impressed with him and his personality and his sincere nature.  This was in August of 2010 and it was the beginning of my FACINATION (the s is left out intentionally to coincide with Facinelli...just wanted to clarify).  I immediately created a twitter account and started following him (that's another blog entry all together)...and I can honestly say a day hasn't gone by that I haven't thought about Peter since that day in August.  I've had the privilege of running into him a couple more times since then, which I will write about later.  I've met some amazing people and have made life long friends because of him and have some amazing memories (some embarassing ones...the man has the ability to make me go wonky).

Ok, so I'm back again already.  My husband and son's are in the garage and my daughter is off working on a project.  I opted against cleaning up the kitchen because I had some random thoughts in my head and figured they might just disappear if I didn't write them down.  This may become an addiction.

So..I had a memory flash into my head from a few years ago.  It made me wonder why extreme niceness is often a red flag..well to those who are paranoid in nature such as myself.  It's a character flaw, but hey...that's my tough shell talking.

Alright, so I was on my lunch break and I went to a supermarket near my office because they had an awesome salad bar that I LOVED.  This day in question I went in search of a salad with a side of nachos (don't judge).  This said salad bar happened to have all the fixin's for killer nachos.  I made my salad and commenced the creation of my heartburn special.  I had everything set but was missing the icing on the cake...the jalepenos.  I looked and to my dismay there weren't any.  The attendent asked if he could help me.  My reponse was...PLEASE! I need jalepenos or else my nachos are useless.  He informed me that they were out of the sliced jalepeno's but told me to grab a fresh one from the produce section.  I told him I preferred the pickled peppers (lol) and he INSISTED I get a fresh one.  I figured, well..ok...it's a pepper, it'll do.  I picked out a pepper while he watched me the whole time.  I returned with the precious pepper fully expecting him to slice it there at the salad bar.  (This is where my red flag starts waving)  He proceeds to tell me that he needed to go to "the back" to slice it.  I told him that wasn't necessary, that I needed to get back to work but I appreciated his effort.  He became more insistent with his need to go to "the back" to slice my pepper.  I agreed.  I contemplated just leaving but I do have an awfully large heart and an even bigger conscience so I opted to stay.  He returned with my pepper (sliced on a napkin) after what seemed like an eternity.  I thanked him, took the pepper and was going to walk away.  He stopped me and said that I should put it on my nachos.  He stayed to supervise the placement of said peppers.  Ok, so now I have a true delima.  I want the nachos HOWEVER they have now been tainted with the pepper that was suspiciously sliced in "the back".  I put the peppers on my nachos (which sealed their fate).  He continued to watch me..I couldn't ditch them..I had to pay for these nachos which found their happy home in the garbage outside the store.  I COULD NOT eat them.  It was way too suspect.  Why did this man insist I get a pepper that he HAD to slice in "the back".  I felt awful, but he could have done anything...and my main question...DID HE WEAR GLOVES???

I hate that I'm paranoid and distrust most people.  He was probably just being ridiculously nice & thought he made my day.  Little did he know he left me with a growling stomach and an unsatisfied urge for nachos..with JALEPENOS!

It begins

I've always thought of creating a blog because I seem to have some interesting days..most of which probably need to be documented. The documentation really is so that I have a safety net when my husband is finally convinced I'm insane :)A wonderful friend told me that my procrastination will stop in 2012. I suppose taking the first step is a sign that she may be right. I'm just a mom and wife living in a far from normal world. I'm convinced I have a neon sign on me to attract the far from normal people or situations to me. It's makes life interesting without a doubt. I have tons of things that have happened most of which will make you laugh, some will make you cry and most will leave you wondering if I'm indeed the far from normal person. I'm going to ponder where I should start..until then, I'll leave you with a few facts about me that occurred at a very young age. 1. I used to bark (yes bark...woof woof) at people that stared at me. Not to worry, I always gave them a warning growl. 2. I knocked myself out my running full steam into a tree. 3. I stuck a key into an electrical outlet and shocked myself You've been warned :)