Why I should definitely avoid fangirldom. . .

So tonight I totally had a Tammy's guillibleness rears its head again moment, and since I'm me and I love to tell stories, I'm going to share it here.

I went to see the monster truck show at Rocky Mountain Raceway with my cousin, two brothers, sister-in-law and my two nephews. It was a great show, and I loved it! (In fact, I'm going to create a separate blog post about that, but not tonight because it's much too late.)

At the end of this year's show they did something different and had all the trucks do one minute of freestyle. It was awesome! Freestyle leaves so much more room for creativity than regular races. One of the drivers is a national freestyle winner, so needless to say his one minute was by far the coolest of the evening. After the show the invite you into the pit area to see the trucks up close, meet the drivers and get their autographs if you so desire. Since my brother is the world's biggest monster truck fan, followed closely by his son, whom he's taught all about it, of course we headed that direction.

When we went into the pit area, I decided that I needed to be fan girl and tell this gentleman just how awesome he did.

Me: I just have to tell you that you have some of the coolest freestyling skills ever.
Him: Thanks so much. And the best part is, I did it all with my eyes closed.
Me (with eyes now the size of salad plates): Really, you did?
Him (on seeing my expression): No, I'm just joking with you. Of course my eyes were open the whole time. But thanks for the compliment about my show.

Umm, yeah, so I felt rather foolish. But I also laughed and laughed about my little gaffe. And now I'm sharing it with all of you so you can enjoy it too. Good night everyone!