Snackin' with Zac

OMG!!!!! I thought to myself. Loudly. Is that who I think it is? Is that....?

I had to stop at Target on my way home from a Mary Kay benefit. I needed toilet paper and bread. (And Target just so happens to have these little single servings of wine that look like juice boxes, but aren't.) I didn't get a cart because I was only getting two things. But I had to pick up some chips and salsa to go with the wine, so now I am fully laden with Target goodness when I saw him walk right by and turn into the aisle behind me.

Zac Lee, third string quarterback for the Nebraska Cornhuskers!!!!!!!! He was first string last year and this year played in quite a few games actually as the other two guys kept getting hurt. And that's one of the things that I love about him. He basically was demoted from a superstar position and rather than be pouty and quit, he sucked it up and for the love of the game and the pride of Nebraska he played anyway. He gave advice to the younger guys that got promoted ahead of him. He's one stand-up guy.

Plus, he's totally hot! I would include a picture of him right here, but I am not legally allowed to do so. So you have to imagine a young Adonis with short brown hair, dreamy eyes, broad shoulders, a twinkling smile, and a schnazzy blue hoodie.

He was there looking in the food section of Target with some guy and I wish I would have paid attention to what they were looking at. That would have made a good addition to this story. "OMG, I saw Zac Lee at Target and he was buying....cheezits or pickles or peanut butter." But I was so flustered it was all I could do to not drop my salsa.

I stood in the next aisle over wondering what to do. What was amazing to me is that I think I was the only one who seems to have recognized him. Should I go up to him and casually give him a wink? "Like you know that I know who you are but I am not going to be obnoxious and spoil your shopping experience because I'm cool like that."

Or should I think of my children and go and ask for his autograph? I considered this but also remembered that my arms were full of toilet paper, bread, wine and chips and salsa. So, rummaging around in my overstuffed purse for something for him to write on and the odds of finding something for him to write with (that wasn't made by Crayola) were slim.

I also considered the honest approach. But then how often does he get women blabbering, gushing all over him saying that they are his biggest fans. He should be able to come to Target with a buddy to by....granola bars without getting accosted by middle-aged stalkers.

Of course by the time I collected my wits and calmed myself down (a little), he was already in the check out lane. I stood in line with my secret wondering if anyone else was going crazy inside.

He left and I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Did you see who that just was?" I exploded. "Zac Lee! And he was here! And in person! And he's a Husker! And I can't believe he was here at Target! And oh my gosh he's so cute!!!!!!!"

The male checker just looked at me. Blankly. "Well you know, he's got a girlfriend."

I took a minute. Thought about it.

So you mean, if it weren't for the girlfriend, I might have a shot with Zac Lee?

Whoo Hoo! Not that there's a 15+-year age difference or that I'm a newly separated, mini-van driving mother of three with graying temples and hopefully eventually smaller saddlebags? Not that he's a collegiate superstar athlete who could rival any movie star with his handsomeness? There's only one thing keeping me from falling into the arms of this hot, young, talented golden boy. It's the girlfriend.

Darn. Oh well. Look me up when you're free, Zac. I'll be at Target, buying some of  your favorite....snack crackers?