My brushes with Stardom started at a young age.  I was only in first grade when I fashioned an award winning pine cone turkey for a school contest at Thanksgiving.  I used pine cones, feathers, glitters and glue.  My bird and I were later featured on the local PBS evening news and seen by dozens of other Delawareans.

I grew up watching shows like Solid Gold Dancers and Star Search.  Unfortunately for me I had very few dance moves worthy of Solid Gold, and with no discernible talents (especially singing) Star Search was out too.  I learned early on that some talents are innate and others we must sharpen through practice. Therefore, I spent many a night in my room with music blaring, secretly practicing my dance moves in my full length mirror.

Fast forward fifteen years.  My cousin Joanna (you know, Ramon’s widow) and I went to a concert to see Shaggy (remember him, Mr. Boombastic?) and we were hand picked to dance with him on stage at the end of the concert.  No, I didn’t go on to start a dance troop or become one of his dancers on tour, but he did dance, hug and sweat on me.  It was times like that I knew I was special.

Leap ahead yet another ten years and I’m one husband, three kids, and one muffin top the richer.  I’ve been blogging pretty consistently for about a year and a half and have been really excited to have been named one of the Circle of Moms Top 25 Funny Moms, have had a good run on Top Mommy Blogs, plus I’ve had some really great mentions on some other fabulous sites.  I’m always surprised to see myself on other people’s blog rolls, and I am always grateful for a mention on some other fabulous blogger’s posts.  I just about fell out of my chair this morning though.

So as I said, there are times when I know I must be special.  Seeing my face on PBS news, wiping chart-topping artist Shaggy’s sweat off my face, and then this morning when I was reviewing my stats from yesterday and saw one old post with a ton of hits.  Google showed my post on Reverse Body Dysmorphic Disorder (the opposite of anorexia where you think you are thinner than you really are) where I diagnosed myself as as sufferer of the disorder. In the post I went on to recount about a time I struggled to put on a pair of fabulous “Lucky” jeans only to discover I had a horrible muffin top.  This post was from last July and I was trying to figure out why it received so many hits randomly yesterday.  Google gave two sources: LA Times and Chicago Tribune.

Yes, that’s right.  I think I’ve finally made it as a blogger.  My muffin top was featured in an article yesterday that ran in the LA Times and Chicago Tribune.  That’s right, an article in one of the largest publications in the nation featured a mention of my website, my post about reverse body dysmorphic disorder and highlighted my “sickness” aka  my muffin top.  You can read the article on the LA Times here. I’m mentioned at the end after the Harvard professor and psychiatrist.

I imagine my muffin top will receive wide acclaim from this article, and I suspect it will probably be recognized in public now.  My afro and Tom Selleck mustache are already totally jealous.

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