In 2003, when we lived in Dallas- we bought tickets for all the Dallas Summer Musicals season-- righty, the whole long, boring fucking season. And I am all about musicals and plays, oh yeah- did I mention I was very freaking pregnant with the first heir to our gold-plated throne?
What the hell was I thinking? Pregnant in the middle of the Dallas summer, hmmm... I should definitely buy expensive tickets obligating me to show up every week to a hot, cramped, uncomfortable theater which needs to be bulldozed.
Whatever-- don't judge me because I made my husband leave every show at intermission. It's not my fault that Seussical the Musical with Kathy Rigby sucked.
But I really, really wanted to see-- Mamma Mia. And I promise, I would not have bolted on that show. But of course, my Dallas Summer Musical karma came for me. About a week before the Mamma Mia show I started having these sharp pains. My doctor said it was probably the baby's head on my pelvic bone or something equally as bizarre. So there I was, nine months pregnant, and too uncomfortable to go to Mamma Mia.
My husband rounded up a friend of ours, and they attempted to go to the show.
Obviously, someone really did not want us to see Mamma Mia. There was some type of huge game going on (football, I think) and the Texas State Fair, featuring Big Tex-who qualifies as his own one-man-freakshow, directly next to the theater.
Needless to say, they made it to the show over an hour late.
By the way, here's a photo of Big Tex-- I'm not sure how tall this beast is (maybe 30 feet?), but regardless, he's not someone you want to run into in a dark alley, unless of course you've got a big ass knife with you to pop the inflatable stud with.
Last weekend I went to see Mamma Mia the movie. Omigod, I freaking loved it. I'm not sure how the on stage musical compares, but this movie was amazing.
That was a really long and convoluted story just to find out that Mamma Mia the movie is a must see. I know, but I just had to let it all out.
On a separate note:
My mom is coming for a visit -- in a couple of weeks! I am so excited. Though I am kind of bummed at the same time that she'll only be here for 13 nights-- but whatever, if she can't find more time to be with us even though she doesn't work and has no real obligations, that's fine.
So in case she forgot what the little joys of her life look like---