Kelly reminded me that I forgot to mention a very exciting part of our trip. We got into New York on Saturday afternoon and went out for a fantastic dinner. After dinner, The Mister and his brother went out for drinks, but I decided to head back to the apartment because I was "tired" and "pregnant". Foolishness.
J: Cel, wake up. Wake up!
C: (half asleep/annoyed) What?
J: You're never going to believe what happened to me... I just bought Jon Hamm a beer.
C: (fully awake) WHAT?!
J: He was at at the same bar as us.
C: Wait, WHAT?!
J: He came up next to me and ordered a Budweiser, and I offered to buy it for him.
C: Oh my god, Joe, did you totally creep him out?
J: Yeah, I think so... but, I told him that I lived in LA for seven years and not once did I consider going up to a celebrity, but that my wife was going to shit her pants* when she found out that I met him.
J: Well, then he was pretty cool and thanked me for the beer. And I told him, "No, thank you for making intelligent television!".
C: Ha! You completely geeked out on Jon Hamm! Was he as attractive in real life as he is on the show?
J: Hmmm... I'm not sure, but I'm gonna say NO.
C: Good, I'm glad I missed it then.
*Way to make me look sexy in front of my boyfriend, J. Thanks a lot.