Wicked!

Last week, I took Cindy to see Wicked for her birthday. We got the

tickets a couple of months ago, and it was a surprise for Cindy.

Keeping it a secret was difficult, but I just avoided any talk of the

theatre, the City, musicals, or The Wizard of Oz!

Our theatre-going group included my kids, Abby and Andy, Cindy’s

daughter, McKenna, and their friend Lily. I told Cindy we were going

to a fancy restaurant in the City (San Francisco) and that I had to

make reservations far in advance and that they couldn’t be changed.

Lily’s mom Laurie drove us into the City and stopped the car in front

of our pre-theatre restaurant. I then told Cindy that the special

restaurant was Burger King! Then I gave her her real present-6 tickets

to Wicked. I told her she could take whoever she wanted, but that we

were all there and ready to go!

After our meal fit for a King, we walked to the theatre (across the

street), and began the long climb to our seats. Basically, we went up

until their was no “up” left. We all enjoyed the show tremendously.

Following the performance, we went to the Stage Door where the kids

got autographs. We finally made it to BART (our subway system) at

around 11:45.

The first time I took BART after my surgery, I took Abby and a few

friends to San Francisco for a shopping spree.  As soon as I got on

the train, it started moving and I started falling. Abby described the

scene as watching a bomb go off in a movie. In a movie, all the people

in the area of the bomb are thrown backward like paper dolls. I was

thrown backward on the train. I had no control of my body.

Fortunately, Abby, McKenna and Lily caught me on the way down, so I

had a soft landing.

This time, I hung on the railings since I knew the train would move

before I sat down.

A good time was had by all-we all enjoyed the show, Cindy was

surprised, and the kids got lots of autographs!