I remember back in the 7th grade a note was passed to me that looked something like this:
You're awesome! I've had a lot of fun hanging out and having sleepovers and passing notes. I think you're:
Really, really fun!
A good friend!
So, I think we should be best friends. Would you like to be my bff (best friend forever)? Check:
Today I almost somewhat sort of did the same thing upon meeting my blog hero, Ree Drummond of the Pioneer Woman: "Hi Ree! My name's Cara. We're best friends even though you don't know it yet. So, when do you want to invite me to your lodge?"
I think I wore a nice enough smile that she didn't think I was a creeper.
Then she signed my book and we took a picture together. See? Best friends.