"I know you from somewhere, don't I?"

My beautiful wife and I went to Darfons today for lunch and had the nicest time together. Of course, while I was listening to Paige talk about Jon Bon Jovi, I noticed someone at another table who looked familiar to me. My social circle isn't what it used to be so my first thought was that she had to be someone I knew from Twitter or somewhere blog related.

I looked her way a couple of times trying to figure out who she was. Once she looked back and we made eye contact. For a normal person this would have been the perfect opportunity to walk over and say something like, "I know you from somewhere, don't I?" But I'm me and I thought about the three scenarios ahead and I didn't like two of them. Good: "Why yes, silly. I'm so-and-so and I was wondering if I recognized you as well. How are you?" Bad: "Um, no. Are you hitting on me? Pig!" Or, "Yes you know me, and I'm offended that you don't remember my name. Jerk!" How's that for a peek into my brain?

Anyway, if you read my blog and thought you saw me at Darfons as well, let me know. I will likely wonder about this for days, or at least until I fall asleep tonight.