i didn’t get to post last week…all on account of the fact that we were getting Wicked & Happy in the bout of one single weekend. then in true torturous fashion, Tuesday came & i got thrown right back into the humdrum yet oh so hectic (yes, they can go hand in hand) arms of the work week. it’s like taking candy away from a baby i tell ya. you shed a few tears, you whine & you grovel & before you know it, the glorious weekend is just a recent memory, soon to be overshadowed by the 9-5 blah. but, nevertheless…
i’m grateful.
Wicked was such an awesome show. i’ve been wanting to see it for ages when we lived in Chicago still. but there has been the wee little setbacks of the oh-so big life changes, that we never really got around to it. when we moved to Vegas i was so overjoyed when i found out it was playing in L.A. just a hop, skip & jump away from our unofficial yet obvious home away from home. 🙂 we tried, we planned but it just never happened. until…. this past weekend. Auntie Lou & Uncle Ralph got us tix for our anniversary. with the $95 a piece tickets in hand, we felt a little foolish accepting such a generous gift but we are oh-so grateful for the blessing we have in them and for a memorable close to our 11th year of marriage.
the actors had us in a trance the whole time. the music was not your typical operatic, melancholic (word?) arias such as those in the equally beautiful, Phantom or Les Mis, but instead was really upbeat & humorous…. even in it’s most poignant moments.
i love, love, loved it!
After the show, we had Tommy Burger for the first time ever. Mr Jiggles loved it. i thought it was good. something i’d enjoy if ever we’re in one’s path..but don’t think it’s something i’d add to my crave list. Then again, i’m a girl who’s ever-so-faithful to her Steak & Shake Frisco Melt for her late night burger fix. and my constant prayer (amongst more pressing petitions – that is 🙂 ) is that one day it’ll come out west so that i can suppress that inner longing i’ve been harboring since last i’ve been indulged by one. after all, i prayed for Dunkin Donuts & it came to be. nothing is impossible w/ prayer.
ask & you shall receive. 😉
Lil’Mister spent the evening with his Ninong Marlon. He took him to see Spiderwick Chronicles. Thank you so much Mar. I’m usually Rian’s movie date so I know I would’ve had to take him to see this flick sooner or later. Although it looks interesting it’s just not my kind of movie. i don’t do well with epics… even moreso with fantasy-like epics. you saved me from the inevitable, 2 hr long struggle that i would’ve otherwise endured to keep my eyes open & my mind from wandering… and most importantly from the little white lie i’d have to tell when Lil’Mister yells, “mommy! are you sleeping?” a fact, so obviously marked by the uncontrollable snore that lets out as i drift into lala land. 🙂
thank you.
and lastly, there’s
the Happiest Place on Earth.
it was so much fun. we got in line for the Matterhorn first & during the dreaded wait in line, the ride broke down 2 times, adding an additional 20 minutes each to our already 45 minute wait. but yet, we waited very patiently. walt disney himself would’ve been proud of the good little boys & girl that we were. finally, we got to the front & just one sitting before we were on, the ride conductor gets on the loudspeaker for the 3rd time & says the ride will be out of commission for another 45 MINUTES!! with the uproar of grunts & groans in our line, Lil’Mister folds his arms in frustration and everything he has held back thus far spills out with great conviction. He proclaims that he has had enough. He will never ride this ride again! and everyone seemed to share his sentiment as they begrudgingly stepped out of the line that held them captive for a great portion of their day.
yet, the day was filled with many more lines (thank God for the Fast Pass). i mapped out our day from the start just to make sure that we hit as many attractions as possible. after all, happiness at the happiest place on Earth comes at a pretty penny, (thanks again Ninong Marlon for Rian’s ticket) and i wanted to make sure that it was well worth it. we had dinner after leaving the park….
these pics speak volumes! 🙂
so… just one little rant before i close.
why oh why is there always a line a mile long weaving out of the women’s restroom? i’ve seen it @ the Pantages, every where in Disneyland and at every rest stop on the way home… namely, Starbucks. why don’t i ever see men lining up outside the men’s restroom with their legs crossed tightly, almost in a knot, grabbing their crotches & doing the pee-pee dance? is it just that women take so freakin’ long doing God knows what? (i’m in & out) or is it just that women all tend to have the urge to go at the same exact moment in time?
on the way home, i found myself in yet another line, somewhat like the numerous lines i’ve been held captive in @ Disneyland. you would think with the length of the line that at the end there’d be a pot of gold; but just as it always has been, the only thing glorious about getting to the front, is the sigh of relief you let out as your arse hits that cold, porcelain throne. this particular restroom was a one stall wonder so, we waited & waited & waited. All the while the men’s room had no line and the one stall was free & clear. I glanced up @ the multitude before me & i had a vision. For one brief moment, I saw Lil’Mister with his arms folded in frustration, proclaiming “i’ve had enough! I will never go on this ride again!” and with that, i got out of line, knocked on the men’s room door & let myself in. after the long glorious sigh of relief that the others were still anticipating, i open the door & sure enough a man is standing there. he glances @ me, glances at the sign on the door then glances at me again. and all i could say was, “all yours” 🙂 as i walked out. i glance back at the line i left behind and just as the man comes out, in true red sea fashion, the line splits down the middle. one to the women’s, one to the men’s. lol!! good for them! after all, when you’ve gotta go, your butt knows no gender & has no pride.
have a blessed week!
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