While the event left a little (ahem, a lot) to be desired (some chairs, perhaps???), it did have the most important thing of all: Sam Trammell as some of the entertainment.
There are so many things wrong with this picture (for example, was my bra showing like that all night? Why didn't anyone tell me? I'm mortified!), but the best part about it is the pink card in Sam's back pocket (I wonder where he got that from?). Oh, and the little red hearts coming out of my eyes. You probably thought those were just red eyes, right? Nope. Definitely hearts. We kinda look like BFFs, right? That's because we are (ha!).
In addition to filming his entire performance on my iPhone (don't judge me), I also snapped oh, about 1,649 pictures. Here are the two best ones.
I can't be sure, but was he dedicating the song to me? It's possible that only happened in my imagination.
In addition to a new picture (why I need five hundred pictures with him I'll never know), I really wanted Sam to sign a picture for me. The best part was when he was filling it out, he said, "You spell Pinky P-i-n-k-y, right?" And I was like, "Yep, or L-O-V-E-R, either way." He laughed. I'm a funny girl, you know. :)
As you can see, in almost no time at all, the autographed picture has achieved the highest status one can reach: Placement by the bed (the only frame I currently have by my bed is a great family shot). Nicely done, Sam Trammell. Hearts coming out of my eyes AND the ultimate honor by my bedside. You are one fine, fine man.
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