So this one time, I met Jean Chrétien, too. See?
We were on our way out to lunch in this photo. He wanted to take me somewhere fancy, but I said, "No Jean! No need for all of that. The nearest candy store will be fine. I would like an appetizer of Coffee Crisp, an entree of KitKat Chunky, and a platter of Smarties for dessert." And he happily obliged. Such fond memories I have of that day. Sigh.
ETA: NEWS FLASH! Evidently it was Paul Martin and HE LIED TO ME. He totally said he was Jean. And I'm just a little ole American with candy colored stars in her eyes, how was I supposed to know it wasn't really Jean?! The candy luncheon was still delightful, so I'll forgive him just this once.
I've had this photo in my photobucket account (minus the text) for over two years! One of my Canadian friends photoshopped it and sent it to me, but now I cannot remember the context of WHY she photoshopped me into a photo with a former PM. I do remember it being hilarious at the time. When I saw the photo of Janet's hubby with him, I suddenly remembered I had this little gem tucked away. What better time for it than NaBloPoMo, the day after I go all nuclear about healthcare?