The Pioneer Woman.
My favorite blog to read (besides my sister's).
I met her. In person. I have my picture with her.
I was a blubbering idiot when I had my chance to talk to her. I do, however, have her signature in my cookbook.
I have pictures with her sister, Betsy, and friend, Hyacinth.
And I wasn't such a blubbering idiot when I talked to them. I could actually get out a whole sentence and not look like a star struck girl from Alabama. I made complete sentences and Betsy thought my outfit was cute and she took a picture of me with Pioneer Woman's camera.
I redeemed myself.