Funny stories... tales from the road... life with us.

Friday, November 28, 2008

Phelps Phantastic

Have you ever been somewhere and bumped in to someone, but you don't immediately recognize them because they are totally out of context? That happened to me today as I was browsing a rack of coats at Gabriels, when I looked up and was face-to-face with Debbie Phelps.

For a quick second, I thought, "Do I know that lady? Is she one of my former high school teachers?", when it dawned on me. Michael Phelps mom!

(As an aside, I kind of feel like I know her in a weird way, since Rob is a cousin to Debbie's brother's wife. Strange, I know. But she's from the same area where we grew up, and still has family here.)

Anywho, I waited a beat, and quietly said, "Do you go unrecognized up here?" She laughed, and we chatted for a few minutes. I explained our very distant family connection, and wished her a nice weekend. She couldn't have been nicer!


Andrea said...

What a PHabulous little story! Did I ever tell you about the time I rode the tube in London with some Lord Whatsiwhosit whose very castle we had just toured a week or so prior? He was on his way to parliament. I was on my way to Harrods. I said, "I think I just toured your property last weekend." He smiled politely and said in his lovely British accent, "Oh, and I do hope you found it to your liking." Nice man. Can't remember his name!

Kathryn said...

Andrea - that is hilarious! What an odd life that must be to live, having people "touring" your house. I'm not quite sure I'd like it... but then of course that means I would probably be royalty of some nature, which can't be all bad. Hope you've had a nice Thanksgiving!

Leann said...

Ok...for moments like this, you need to have my cell phone number handy. :)

SOOO jealous.