Friday, July 25, 2008

How Did I Not Know This Before?

I've always had a "problem" with little crushes on famous people. Not unnatural, stalker-like crushes, but from a distance, read about them when I see a People magazine at my husband's dental office, crushes. And, because I was given an unnatural sense of self confidence, in the back of my mind, I have always thought, "If I were to actually meet one of these famous people, they would probably fall madly in love with me, decide then and there that they would join the Mormon church (which was imperative to me that I marry a Mormon) and we would live happily ever after."

I think it all started with Ricky Schroeder and Silver Spoons. How could I not fall for someone as CUTE as him? And, when serving a mission on Temple Square and he showed up to see Legacy with his Mormon fiance, I had that feeling of, "Oh my gosh, so close yet so far away. He actually is engaged to a Mormon! If I wasn't a missionary and he wasn't already in love with her, I SO would have had a chance with him." But it was not to be.

Anyway, my crushes have varied from movie stars, to athletes, to rock stars (Sting, you still have a small portion of my heart) to children of heads of state. So, this weekend, Pete Sampras' book "A Champion's Mind" finally came in with my name on it at the library. (Great read.) Pete Sampras was my high school through college crush. He pushed Karch Kiraly off my radar. He was gorgeous, was an amazing tennis player (amazing is an understatement--one of the BEST of all time tennis players), seemed like a great guy and was close to my age.

So, imagine my shock when I read that he is from the same town as my freshman year roommate. The same roommate who has remained my bosom friend ever since. I e-mail her and say, "By the way, did you know Pete Sampras?" Her response was casual. It was, "Oh yea, his sister is my age, and our families have been friends for years." WHAT?!! How did I not know this? How did she not know about my crush on him? Why didn't two and two get put together?

So, I call her. She casually says, "If I had known, I probably could have had you meet him before he married Bridgette Wilson." Bridgette Wilson, you mean my face twin? (See previous post) This is too much. Pete Sampras, the boy I would run home from church to watch him play Wimbledon! The boy I had dreams about sitting the in stands watching as they casually put the camera on my face as his loyal, supportive girlfriend?! This is unfair.

My roommate then points out that he is Greek which means he is very hairy and she knows about my aversion to hairy men. She then reminds me that he is tall and I hated dating tall men. (Being short, I always felt weird dating boys where when facing them, I was staring at their belly buttons.) She also points out that he is not Mormon. She then says, "You know that Dentist husband is your sole mate and you two were meant to be together, right?" Yea, yea, blah blah. She knows Pete Sampras! I could have met him. We could have fallen in love. We could have had GORGEOUS children with naturally curly hair saving me hours every Sunday getting them ready for church.

But alas, it is not to be. I will just have to be satisfied knowing someone who knows him. Besides, Dentist husband is my sole mate. I adore him and he adores me. And, I am sure I would have gotten tired of cleaning up all of that hair from the shower drains anyway.

10 comments:

love.boxes said...

I like Dentist husband better than anyone famous. Like, my sweetheart.. he works hard everyday to little applause and comes home to the joy of the kiddo and myself every night. He makes life interesting and fun.. and dependable... and random girls don't throw their underwear at him... even though he's just as cute as Pete... I know.. blah, blah blah.... :)

The Motherboard said...

You made me laugh out loud with this. Literally! I think we were twins seperated at birth! I used to dream about marrying Ricky Schroeder... and my Dad actually met him in a meeting once and TOLD HIM THAT. I about died. It didn't matter that I was already married and had 3 children.

Too funny.

Your comments on my blog solidified the twin-ness... I need to check out this SYTYCD (like the acronym?) I am excited about a new season of the Office, pushing up daiseys, heroes, lost... but then I'm really not watching tv. im following you around cleaning the neighbors houses and taking them dinner!

Later.

Jan said...

So funny. I think your soul mate is pretty awesome.

I am still wondering what a hairy Greek guy would be like to have. Hummmm........

I am not feeling it.

You are so funny. I didn't have a crush. Well maybe a little one on the Partridge Family guy. Can't think of his name. Keith maybe. How sad. I am old and boring now.

michelle said...

Janice, you crack me up! So funny! Always nice to know there is a 16 year old inside all of us somewhere isn't it?!

Jane Anne said...

I am laughing out loud right now and a little jealous that you have such a great way with words...

Paige said...

One of your best posts. I would feel the same way if I found out that, say, Melinda was great friends with George Clooney.

Paige said...

Or Donny Osmond.

sara said...

of course, if you were married to pete you'd have a million maids to clean his hair out of your drains. ha ha. you can console yourself with this thought: there's no way pete had time to develop the awesome personality that your husband has, because he was too busy playing tennis. i do think you look like his wife, though.

loved this post. so hilarious.

ash said...

Hilarious and fun to read. Thanks for the good laugh today!

David said...

NO! You missed your chance to meet pistol pete! That would have been awesome. It's funny how for you and me, meeting him would be so amazing, but for your friend, it's just so casual.