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August 7, 2005
handprint on my heart
Okay, so we didn't go see "Wicked" tonight, although we did listen to it in the car. The baby Jeebus tried to prevent us from getting us to the ticket lottery at the Orpheum in time, but we eventually made it. Alas, we didn't win, so we went to Rose for dinner instead. Swoon. Tomato season. That's all I'm sayin'.
It was a marvelous meal and a fun evening, and it helped me ignore my emotional hangover for a while.
Comments
feel better miss katie-kate. when i see you, we can sing the songs from wicked and pretend we were both there!
Posted by: rebecca at August 8, 2005 9:09 AM
Handprints hurt. Feel better soon.
Posted by: bob at August 8, 2005 10:09 PM