I can talk to a rock

My family says I can talk to a rock. What they mean is that no matter where I go I will talk to anyone and anything. This is just me. I have been reading a book called the Happiness Project and the one thing that keeps coming up in the book is that the author says to herself daily "Be Gretchen". I keep telling myself to "Be Angela" this is harder than it sounds.
I love to interact with people much to my families uneasiness. No matter where we go I will strike up a conversation and see what follows. I consider myself pretty open minded and easy to talk to so the conversations are usually pleasant and I even learn something every now and again. The family tease me cause they do not do this. I have decided that they are jealous. Most of the time my conversations benefit one or more of my family members but do they consider that in their constant hazing of me... No
So last night was one of those nights. We had purchased tickets to hear Colt McCoy speak for a church group here in Hattiesburg. This is for those of you that do not know a yearly event and the last two speakers have been Tony Dungy and  Jim Kelly. Jeff was very excited and wanted to get to hear the quarterback of his Cleveland Browns. I wanted to get him some face time with the man but that cost more than the new bed I want and a good down payment on a new car, so we decided the event was enough.
There was to be a silent auction and a live auction, and some small food in the price of your ticket. The food was amazing and the auction items out of this world. Now I know it was for charity, but they all went from a 25.00 bit up to the thousands rather quickly. Hense I did no bidding. I asked one man if there was anyway Mr. McCoy would sign autographs and he said he was not sure. I went to the front row and let Jeff mill around and staked out my seat.
The evening was wonderful and Colt gave a very good talk. At the end he had to hop on the private plane and fly out so there was only time for the final auction item, a browns helmet and jersey to be personally autographed for the buyer. The man next to Jeff bid 2000.00 and got it. I knew he was disappointed as I held his browns hat and mini helmet in my hands. So as the man and his son went up to get their items I followed. The man I had spoken with earlier had been the creater of the event and he motioned me to come over. Mr. McCoy signed my husbands hat and then left. I was so excited. I turned to show Jeff and he nearly fell over. I said you do not have time to be excited now cause Brett Farve is right there behind you. Get your camera ready. I was next to his wife Deanna and asked her if she was tired of having him at home all the time now. She smiled and said, No cause she is training for a triathalon. She also said she liked the bike event the best. Then Brett wisked her off and out they went to take Mr. McCoy to their airplane. I is okay, cause they just live down the road from us, this is a fact. The huge gate in front of the house does pose a potential problem if I ever want to talk to her again though I fear.
So I am now credited with getting Colt McCoy's autograph, having a conversation and getting an autograph from Nolan Ryan and Bob Feller. My family should be thrilled that I can talk to a rock let alone all these famous people that if I was to admit it, I would not know from Adam on the street and that is why they talk to me. I usually have no idea who they are.