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I met Kristin Chenoweth in New York! I'm happy. Her sharpie got like this close to touching my nose _________ (after my mom told her that this was my dream, Kristin pointed her sharpie at me and said "Don't start with the tears, because i will start too."). Stage-dooring is the world's greatest invention J. It feels great to be “complemented” by your hero. I was wearing my popular shirt and Kristin said “I like your shirt” and I couldn’t do anything but smile. We got a poster for her to sign, and she said “What’s your name,” *SQUEE!* and I said “ _ _ _ _” “How do you spell that?” my name is unusual, there are only 2 people I know that have this name, and I’m one of them but it’s pretty easy to spell, [although Martin Ball says I spell it wrong! LOL ] then after she wrote my name she put *heart* Kristin Chenoweth, then after a few seconds she wrote “to” above my name. OH! OH! And before she signed the poster, we got her dog a sweater, and so we gave her the bag and she said “you got a present for Maddie,” (I don’t know how to spell her dog’s name so…) “what is it? *pulls sweater out of bag* *gasp* Stop it! *holds sweater up to Maddie* It’s perfect.” Maddie is the most adorable little dog! She is so small! Now I have to say that on the bag I wrote a novel, LOL. I used up both sides of the bag and parts of the bottom with explanations of the contents and to and from, and when Kristin left she promised that she would read it in the car. Oh, and when she drove off it was so cool, because we stayed until she did go, getting situated, butting things on the wheel chair and stuff, but she waved to us when she was driving away, then Maddie was looking at us then she looked at Kristin and Kristin started kissing her. IT WAS SO F****N’ CUTE! Then we came back the next night… the first thing she did was point out my Apple Tree shirt and my sister’s Wicked sweatshirt, then it took her about 19 seconds to realize that it was us, she said “Hey guys… you’re back again.” Then we asked her if she read the bag, she tilted her head and responded “You guys, so sweet.” Then after we saw Kristin we went to the Gershwin stage door just in time to catch Kendra Kassebaum. She was so nice. The coolest thing was that I didn’t feel anything, well I mean I was happy, but she just seemed like a normal person for that one minute. Sad thing is, like any normal person… she didn’t have a pen. My sister said to her “do you have a pen?” and Kendra said “I don’t have a pen, do you have a pen?” Then some person said “I have a pen” so I got to get her autograph… to bad I can’t read it [ no offense]. It was so cool. Luckily for Kristin I didn’t cry ‘till we were going home. I was crying on the air plane and it didn’t help that “for good” was playing in my head. Oh, and I will probably cry tonight because it is her last night and I don’t know if I will ever meet her again. Kristin Chenoweth is an amazing person, she is beautiful, she is a great singer and actress, she is a great pet owner, and she is so nice. I think she disserves every bit of fame she got.