Last Wednesday, McCall and her little Libby took a trip to Washington, D.C. to visit family. That was a really, really long time for them to be gone. I missed them like crazy.
McCall's husband, Jared, called me last night and asked if I wanted to go with him to the airport to pick them up and I said, Of course I do! (Hoping that Jared wouldn't mind that I was already in my jammies for the night - their flight wasn't due in until 9:45 pm.)
Sidenote: Before picking me up, Jared had stopped to get a burger. When I got in the car with him he said, "I just got pulled over for speeding. And do you know what else helps besides my military I.D? Your name."
A Draper policeman stopped him for going 45 in a 35 - although Jared thought it was a 40 mph zone. Since I know several of the police officers here and most of them know my name, he thought he would name drop, and it worked.
The officer asked him where he was going and he told him he had to go pick up his mother-in-law and then go get his wife from the airport. He casually, albeit intentionally said, "My mother-in-law's name is Polly."
And then the officer said, "Polly Wood?"
"Oh. Well, you just slow down and be careful then." (That makes ticket #4 avoided thanks to my Draper PD connections. It really is good to have those kinds of connections.)
Anyway, back to the topic at hand ... we arrived a little bit early. We parked the car and walked into the fairly empty airport terminal. We checked the arrivals screen and saw that the plane was on time. Jared sent McCall a text message and she answered that they had landed but that she was in the back of the plane and with the baby, they would be a while.
A few passengers walked through the security gate. First class passengers - first off passengers. One man was heading toward us and I thought, Wow, he's kind of handsome. Another man approached him and shook his hand. The second man had a clip board in his hand with the name KLINE printed on it. My first thought was, Must be nice to have a driver pick you up. And then I made the connection between the name Kline and the handsome-ness of that man ... it was the actor, Kevin Kline. (If the name Kevin Kline doesn't ring any bells for you, he won an Academy Award for A Fish Called Wanda, he starred in Dave, Sophie's Choice with Meryl Streep, to name a few, and has done tons of work on Broadway.)
He walked right past Jared and I with his driver and I said, "Oh my gosh, Jared. That is Kevin Kline, the actor."
And despite the fact that I was in my jammie pants, pony tail and glasses, I totally should have ran out the door after him for a photo - it would have been a cell phone photo, but still. Shoot. He was quite striking in person. And you know how I love my random celebrity sightings! It has been awhile since I have had one too, so that totally made my day.
Did I already mention how handsome he looked in person?