<p>Hey look!&#0160; It&#39;s time for another completely pointless I See Famous People post.&#0160; Woo-hoo!&#0160; </p>

<p>The Husband, The Boy and I were visiting my family in Miami on Thanksgiving weekend.&#0160; It was exactly 72 degrees out so we thought it an absolutely perfect day for the beach.&#0160; This only proved to the rest of my family that the metamorphosis from In-The-Know Miamian to Crazy-Ass Bostonian was complete (as if the pale skin and decided lack of lacy tank tops wasn&#39;t proof enough). </p>

<p>&quot;Are you crazy?&quot;</p>

<p>&quot;What about the baby?&#0160; It&#39;s freezing!&quot;</p>

<p>&quot;Only tourists *chuckle* go to the beach in November...you&#39;re not serious are you?&quot; </p>

<p>ME:&#0160; &quot;B-but it&#39;s 28 degrees back home...&quot;</p>

<p>They looked at me like &quot;hey, it&#39;s not <em>our</em> fault you guys moved to the freakin&#39; tundra&quot; and it was settled.&#0160; We were going shopping instead.&#0160; On a warm day in November.&#0160; Bah!</p>

<p>Beautiful weather is wasted on Miamians, I tell you.</p>

<p>But I digress.&#0160; After an afternoon of much people-watching and very little actual shopping we decided to stop at Starbucks, all 7 of us.</p>

<p>Almost as soon as we were settled into our tables, a couple with a baby sits right to us, their Bugaboo side by side with our Sit and Stroll.&#0160; I turn to the guy, because his shoulder was touching mine, and hello?&#0160; I need more room!</p>

<p>&quot;Hello&quot; I blurt out, and I freeze as my glare is met by a pair of electric green eyes.&#0160; The owner of those eyes nods and stares off into the distance without a smile.</p>

<p>My mind starts racing...could it be?&#0160; Those eyes! Was I really sitting next to... the $30M man?&#0160; Holy crap!&#0160; I was sitting shoulder to shoulder with the one and only Alex Rodriguez.</p>

<p>Or as I hear he is called,&#0160; A-Rod.</p>

<p>With my personal <a href="http://diary.blogs.com/the_diary_of_a_reluctant_/2006/01/lessons_learned.html" target="_blank">Celebrity Encounter Rules</a> racing through my head (pretend you don&#39;t know who they are...do not, under any circumstances, touch the famous person...be cool...be cool) I proceeded to actively ignore Mr. A-Rod.&#0160; Which of course made it completely obvious that I had recognized him and made him more uncomfortable by the minute.&#0160; So I sat there like an idiot, pretending that he had vanished into thin air while he focused intensely on a palm tree off to my right.</p>

<p>Smooth operators, aren&#39;t we?</p>

<p>The Husband, God bless his heart, had no idea who these people were.&#0160; So he was deep in conversation with A-Rod&#39;s wife, chatting about strollers and travelling with kids, and &quot;is she teething?&quot;, while trying to get The Boy to flirt with baby A-Rod.</p>

<p>&quot;Isn&#39;t she a pretty girl?&quot; The Husband coos.</p>

<p>&quot;Pfftllrr!&quot; is The Boy&#39;s rude but totally age-appropiate response.&#0160; </p>

<p>I started to daydream about how my life would change if The Boy were to sweep A-Rod Baby off her $30M feet...</p>

<p>&quot;Gffft...Pfft!&quot;</p>

<p>And on it went.&#0160; I racked my brain for something, anything, I could talk to A-Rod about (The Red Sox?&#0160; Ha!&#0160; I&#39;m not <em>that</em> stupid.&#0160; His deodorant deal?&#0160; Why the hell he was wasting a sunny day in November at Starbucks?) and came up with nothing.&#0160; Why must I be so lame?</p>

<p>He continued to actively ignore me.&#0160; The poor man couldn&#39;t even have his Venti-whatever in peace.&#0160; My Husband soon lost interest in The A-Rod Baby so I was forced to drop my dream to have The Boy become insanely wealthy by marrying into the A-Rod family.&#0160; He&#39;s a little young, I know, but you have to plan ahead when you&#39;re thinking BIG.</p>

<p>We drank our coffee in uncomfortable silence.</p>

<p>&quot;It&#39;s him!&quot; my mother stage-whispered to my brother.&#0160; I cringed.&#0160; The Husband wanted to know who they were talking about.&#0160; I kicked him under the table.&#0160; Oh yeah.&#0160; We&#39;re smooth.</p>

<p>And that&#39;s it.&#0160; A-Rod drank his coffee, all the while pretending that there weren&#39;t crazy people sitting but a few inches from his daughter.</p>

<p>I told you it was pointless.</p>
