Friday, August 6, 2010

A Spoonful of Perspective Helps the Medicine Go Down

It's been a very exciting week around my neck of the woods. And before you ask the question that has been plaguing me for almost a week now, let me just get that out of the way. NO. I didn't meet him. I'm not going to meet him. I've stopped trying to meet him. Now, let's back up a step shall we.

For those of you who know me "in real life" or have been following this blog for more than a year, you are well aware of my intense admiration of a one Robert Pattinson. He's talented. He's tall. He's brooding. He's British. Oh my, swoon!

Suffice it to say that when I discovered that his latest movie, Water for Elephants, was going to be shooting scenes about 15 minutes from my house, well, my heart stopped for a moment. Could it be? Was I actually going to have the opportunity to see my crush in person? NO WAY!!

And then I started to hatch my plan. It involved guilting a couple of wonderful girlfriends into stalking the poor guy with me on 2 separate evenings. And they were such good sports. And I really appreciate them indulging my teenage fantasy, despite the fact that we came up empty handed with no Rob in sight.

When we got to day 3 of the "search for Rob", I even enlisted my husband into the quest for an autograph. And he reluctantly went on his mission, probably more so I would shut the hell up about this guy already. Mission failed. No autograph obtained.

As day 4 arrived, I really started to think about this whole quest and how silly I was beginning to feel. I was unwilling to go look for Rob by myself and I had to ask myself "why". I started to have flashbacks about the time that I met another object of my affection. I had lusted after the actor, River Phoenix, for most of my tween/teen years when he arrived in town for a benefit concert. And he wasn't leaving town without my meeting him and getting an autograph, which I did. And he was a jerk. And it completely burst my bubble. Did I really want the same outcome with my latest crush?

The final straw came when a friend of a friend actually did meet Rob while he was here. And she was so disappointed. And I breathed a huge sigh of relief that my bubble was still intact. The dream is still alive. And I can still admire the pictures, enjoy the movies and imagine him just like this.

Yeah, I can live with that. And I'm sure Rob would like it that way too.

7 comments:

Jane's Art said...

Oh girl you are so right on! He's so good....from afar!

Heather said...

Oh yeah, girl, stay in the dream. The sky is much bluer there, and the vampire sparkles sweetly in the sun.

Way better than reality. I doubt he's sparkling in Water for Elephants :)

Mom Taxi Julie said...

That would totally suck to meet your hearthrob and for him to be a jerk. That seems to be the way it usually works though.

Melissa said...

I wonder why she was disappointed. Did he smell? Did his breath stink? Was he rude? This will now plague me. I must know....
You definitely get an "A" for effort! Bravo!!!

Shannon said...

I'm still kicking myself for not getting down to the set... at least just to get pics of all the props and such.

Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog said...

Good for you. It can be hard to remember that celebs are just people who have good and bad days and that they are not dreaming about meeting us the way that we dream about meeting them. Can you imagine having people following you and expecting a gracious reception to unintelligible giggles and screams? It would get old after a while...

Brandy said...

That's right...keep the fantasy alive! Some things are better left that way, because reality will ruin a good thing.

 

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