I'm a Star...

I'm a star.... or a quick soundbite for a desperate reporter! Last week, I was walking the bridges with my BFF, Ellen - a star herself (who totally talked to Jim Bob Duggar over the weekend!)  We made a loop of the Acosta bridge and were headed toward the Main Street bridge when a woman stopped us and wanted to know if she could ask us something. I thought she was lost or needed directions...

It was much worse. She was a reporter for Action News (Channel 30). She asked us about a recent study that said Jacksonville had the lowest unemployment rate for those aged 18-34. I had read the article earlier and so I knew the study wasn't totally accurate. I told her I had read the article and she was all over it. Now keep in mind, I was sporting a neon green Under Armour top,  black capri leggings, and neon green Nikes (courtsey of above BFF).  As a side note, I have the best BFF ever for a multitude of reasons, but the cherry on the top is we wear the SAME SHOE size. It's like we were meant to be BFF! I was not television ready, but said I'd do it! Ellen, wisely said she was not going on camera!

I had to spell my name and answered six questions, which later got reduced to two 10 second sound bites. As soon as I did it, I thought I might throw up. Why in the work had I agreed do this?

Anyway after I headed home, I told Mike, and we watched it. I then threatened him with everything I could think of if he shared it on social media of any kind.  I did not even call my parents. Then I prayed NO ONE ELSE would watch the news.

No such luck! During the broadcast, a lady I work with texted me. She must have told everyone since I walked in the next morning and they were immediately was teasing me about it. People I ride with in the elevator said, "I saw a woman who looked just like you on the news last night." I just smiled and said, "Really?" Of course I had to admit it to the people I knew! (I was just very vague about it to everyone else... neither confirming nor denying!)

It died down... or so I thought. My mother called today, a full week after the event. My high school English teacher, Mrs. Proctor, saw me and told Mama. Now I'm in trouble for not telling them. Mama said they would have watched it if I had called them. I had to remind her that's why I hadn't told ANYBODY!

Anyway - that was probably my one and only brush with fame and I was wearing neon green Under Armour, and had bad bridge-walking, sweaty hair. I'm pretty sure America's Next Top Model will not be calling. But I did have to wait a week to write this post so that the clip would no longer be online!