Lucky Lady

My mom surprised me on Monday and said she was coming to visit the following day. Yey, this means cooked meals, laundry folded and put away, baths taken care of, daily rub-downs, extra set of eyes and arms, and babysitting galore. Unfortunately Taylor was sick on Wednesday (lucky me). So I conjured up my sweetest, guilt-loaded voice and worked him like the good wifey that I am. So by mid-morning we were off to the city without kids. No real agenda, just wanted to be free women. We headed straight to the Gershwin Theatre where Wicked is shown. We tried our luck at the Wicked lottery. This gives theatregoers and opportunity to see the show for $25 a piece and front row seats. The lucky lady that my mom, managed to get her name drawn. Yep, you read right, front row, $25 tickets to Wicked. It was so dang good. I thought seeing it one time would be enough, but seeing it this second time was over the top. We were so close that we saw sweat beading from their face, and spit being flown as they sung, and tears in stockings, and mini microphones from foreheads. We neighbored the orchestra below which was awesome to see them in their art. It is such a spectacular production, that I will echo my own words from my sidebar again, Wicked is a NYC must see.

Anybody looking to borrow my mom for her remarkable fortune can do so...small fee applies.