We took a walk this morning in Ashland, and tried to count back - how long have we been coming here? Since my little sister was born? How many times, over the years? Less, since Grammie died, but still, every few years, and every time, the drive seems to get shorter. Every time is layered on top of the last, and I know my favorite ice cream at Zoey's because I picked it before I was ten. We're only visitors, but it still feels like some sort of homecoming every time.
But, this time! Three plays in three days! It was almost four, because we would have picked up Mamma Mia if there were any no-shows at the Cabaret, but they sold out before we knew what was playing oops. But we still did Hairspray, Alice in Wonderland, and Macbeth! Which took 3 hours and opened on a tiny casket and the Lady M wailing, and then three voices joined her and the veiled sisters led us into the play proper. And boy howdy did I love it - production spoilers beyond the cut!
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Also I got Sara Bareilles's 'The Blessed Unrest' on cd at the coop, and how did I forget how fun getting something and listening to it for the first time is? Prelistening online takes all the fun out!