Shannon Hale-author extraordinaire

So unbeknownst to her, Shannon Hale, is one of my idols.

Because she is so relatable-
We both have bald husbands (who are ridiculously nice)
We both did comedy in college (but she knew when to stop- I'll probably be doing pratfalls until they result in hip replacements)
We both have twins (the topics that comes up the most when we see each other...I dunno, once a year)
We're both ravishingly good looking.
You get the idea.

She is really easy to talk to, but I always feel a little silly because she doesn't know that I write (because I don't tell her that I write- what am I so ashamed of?) She also doesn't know that I horde her books like they'll go out of print (one for me, one for my daughter, one for my daughter's daughter...) And she definitely doesn't know that I named my chickens, Midnight, In, and Austenland (we'll be enjoying those babies fried in January 2012.)
Obviously I'm exaggerating.
The chickens are for laying eggs.
But I wasn't exaggerating about Shannon, being an author extraordinaire.

So now that I have poured my bosom secrets out, my blog reading friends (hi mom!) what do you say we lighten the mood with a little Shannon Hale horror stories: OINK SQUEETUS
(Her blog post seriously had me rolling)

Enjoy!
I have some chicken to feed. TILL JANUARY 2012!