If I were to tell you that there aren’t words to describe this weekend, it wouldn’t be entirely true. Parts where “shit show” (2 instructors down, people being pissy, me almost passing out more than once at the pool) and parts were amazing.
Let’s talk about the amazing parts! First up, Saturday night, I went to see Garth Brooks. I can’t even find the words to tell you how awesome it was. If you have the opportunity, go! I’ve been a long time fan of him and didn’t know if I’d ever get the chance to see him perform because he retired to raise his kids.
But I got the chance to see him and it was worth it. This write up calls him “masterful” and is pretty representative of how I feel about the show. I loved that he played old favorites, I loved that he loved being there and performing for us, and mostly I love the memories from Saturday night.
After such an amazing night, Saturday, I was feeling really low, anxious, and sad on Sunday. It was a hard day. I was going to paint my dresser light blue but I spent most of the day putzing around instead. Sitting alone with my thoughts in the quiet isn’t always a good place to be so I tried to do something productive. I spent some time cleaning up, going through drawers, etc but then I realized it was time to get ready to go to Wicked with Kelly and everything was all better.
Kel and I went to Bombers for some early dinner, a pre-show drink, and good old fashioned catching up.She makes such a lovely date. She’s beautiful, funny, and charming! (BTW thanks go to her husband GenWar for arranging the tickets!)
I know Wicked has been well reviewed and everyone loves it, but I was a little skeptical because of my undying love of all things Wizard of Oz related. (How dare they mess with my story?!)
Holy crap, Wicked was impressive. I loved all of it. The scripting was hysterical, the choreography was phenomenal, the sets and the costumes were so well done and fun. I was a little surprised they went steam punk with it, but it worked. If you have the chance, see it. I was wowed several times during the course of the show and it’s hard to wow me in a theater.
The highs from this weekend took me ridiculously high and the lows were wretchedly low, but hopefully as I look back, I only remember the highs and good things.
How was your weekend?