The only possible thing that could have made up for the loss of my Ipod was opening night box seats to Wicked. See how very easy I am to please? And people call me high maintenance! (I don't know who, but I am sure someone, somewhere has said that about me.)
Wouldn't you know it? The man came through for me AGAIN!
Fabulous show, worth every fraction of every cent. I want to see it again.
Thank you honey!!!!!!
If you get the chance, GO!
5 minutes before we left for the show, Anna took 2 steps all by herself. You may all picture my upper lip trembling and very pathetic tears staining my cheeks. Our baby girl is growing WAY too fast.