I have a hard time turning off my brain at night with all the thoughts, ideas, logistics, etc. swimming around in my head. These days I seem to eat...breath...sleep 'TOAT' as we all refer to it. I'm constantly thinking of people in my sphere of infuence. Who do I know...who do they know? Where do they work...what do they do? There is a reoccuring stream of how can they help...what can they do for TOAT? To which the Bachelor, our own local celebrity Jason Mesnik is brought to light. Naturally any sort of celebrity is wonderful for drumming up added attention in turn generating a wider awareness. So, why not? We pondered how to get it touch with him. Strangly he was listed in the white pages, albeit not anymore! I offered to try and connect with him. (rough work, somebodies got to do it!) Surprisingly I recieved voicemail each of the four times I called and even more surprising, no call back. Weird.
I had decided I would put a packet of info with our brochure in the mail to him. Why not? My plan was to drop off some folders and mail the envelope after my spin class this morning. I managed one quick drop, but the rest would have to wait, Greyson was a wreck. The thought of unloading and loaded for the post office sent me over the edge. Having his address I punched it into my GPS and walah, we were on our way. He's close by, I'll drop it on his porch...why not? As I turn down his street I was talking with my sister Carlee about the party and I hear little miss know it all..."ding, ding, you have arrived your destination is on the left." Blondie (me) looks to the right and THEN left. Well, I about had a heart attack...there he was in all his darling glory. Standing in his driveway doing yard work. You would have thought I was a 17 year old girl seeing NKOTB for crying out loud. I turned into a pathetic mess. I told Carlee I couldn't do it, I would come back when he WASN'T home or mail it! I'm pretty sure Carlee said, "Sadie this is the final rose" or maybe it was "Sadie hang up the phone, you have to talk to him - this is your opportunity." Either way I kept imagining Chris Harrison standing there with his knowing look. I did what I find myself saying a lot these days to my almost three year old and pulled it together! I'm really not all too sure what I said when I hopped out of the car. But he was friendly and yes ladies L.O.V.E.L.Y. He confirmed what we had thought, he begins filming for the new Bachelor next month. So he won't be able to play golf in the tournament. However he did say he was very interested and happy to help in anyway he could. I would like to think this is the first rose...for now I will continue to wonder why, WHY I didn't bring cuter clothes to change into after spin class!?
2 comments:
I am glad that you wrote this story out. This is one for the record books. I don't know what record but you know what I mean.
I'm VERY impressed that you did this. I wouldn't have made it out of the car!
awesomeness...i wish i would have been there to see it all go down!
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