So, Hubby and I saw Harry Connick Jr. in concert. (My umpteenth time.)
And after the show we met him. (My first time.)
And he is that cute in real life.
And I talked to him about chocolate. (Specifically what the best option is at my favorite chocolate place, as he had had an "accident" with the malt balls earlier, so I advised him of the double dipped chocolate covered peanuts, for future reference.)
And I'm not even kidding.
I met Harry Connick. And we talked about chocolate.
(This is now one of my favorite stories.)