A Mommy Story

Thank you all for the kind words in my previous post! It made me feel all warm and happy inside.

We had a lovely time. For those who were asking why in the hell would we travel to Cincinnati, I have an answer. It was because of this:

Aaron and I love theatre, and we have special fondness for musicals. Wicked is one musical we have been listening to for over a year, but we were unable to see. Until last night. I got lucky and managed to get us tickets for opening night in a pre-sale event, since the show sold out about an hour after it was opened to the public.

Our evening started with going to dinner at a restaurant we’ve always liked in Cincinnati. I devoured my dinner without one hint of guilt, because diets don’t matter when it’s your anniversary. I even had a piece of Guiness chocolate cake. Then we were off to the theatre.

The show was incredible! Having seen it, I now reaffirm it is one of my favorite musicals. For those who know nothing about it, Wicked is the story of the Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz. But it is the story before The Wizard of Oz, and it shows that the witch perhaps wasn’t as wicked as many think. It’s all about being different, dealing with prejudice, and doing what you feel is right. If you like musicals, I highly recommend picking this CD up.

The cast of the first national tour was wonderful. While the woman playing Glinda didn’t harmonize as well as I would have liked, she had a beautiful voice on her own. The actress who played Elphaba (the witch), was amazing, and the actor playing Fiyero was downright hot, along with a good voice. My God, the ass on that man! I mean, ahem, he had nice hair, and sang well.

We left the theatre practically glowing from being so happy. The drive to our hotel took far too long, but once there we relaxed and enjoyed the jacuzzi tub in the room (this is the one time of the year we splurge).

Overall, a wonderful anniversary. Oh, and I forgot to tell you what Aaron got me: he wrote me a beautiful letter about how I work so hard to take care of Cordy, and how he knows I feel I’ve lost some of what used to be “me” from being overworked as “mommy”. Included with the letter were three gift cards – one had exactly enough to get a massage, another had enough to get my hair cut and colored, and the third was a gift card to Hot Topic, to find some clothing to make me feel more hip again. Oh, and the letter also promised a day to myself, when he will take Cordelia for the entire day so I have time to do all of this. Have I mentioned that I love this man?

I’m now back to the real world again, and I feel more refreshed after our night out. We were both totally excited to see Cordy again today (we practically raced each other to get into the house first), but the time we had together without her was that much needed time all couples should have to reconnect with each other.

So, I’m off to wipe Cordy’s nose. It seems that in the 18 hours we were gone, she somehow managed to pick up and dive full-force into a cold. Now her face is covered in a river of snot, and the faucet won’t turn off.

It’s good to be home.