Planning a move to an exciting, romantic, fantastic, international destination like Rome (+/- 8 months to go!) is a dream come true for me, but every choice in life means a sacrifice of some sort. In choosing to move abroad, I leave behind one heck of a favorite little sister and her adorable, growing family. (Including my adorable-beyond-words Nephew, Q.)
Knowing that while I'm abroad, I'll have to do without my amazing sister, I've determined to make the most of the time we have left here in California. Whether it's sitting in the NICU hospital unit with her and her preemie twins, helping her pack for her upcoming move, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular, or wrangling Master Q so she can sleep for a few minutes, sister time is priceless.
Sometimes we're able to slip away for a GNO. Girls' Night Out is a real treat, especially now that sister has not one, but three small chilluns. (They're multiplying exponentially now!!!) This past friday night, we were able to make the trek into San Francisco to go see Les Miserables.
Les Miserables is my favorite musical, hands down. Wicked is a close second. But there's something just so touching/harrowing/lovely/praiseworthy-and-of-good-report about Les Miz. It gets to me every time I watch/listen to it. And every time I listen to it/watch it, I notice something new/different because I'm different. This story is universally applicable. I've had a copy of the soundtrack since I was a teenager. I memorized the music and read the book. This wasn't my first time seeing it, but this year a new production was created and presented in honor of the show's 25th anniversary.
This. Production.Was.Stunning. I bawled my eyes out. So did the sister. Well done, San Francisco LesMiz cast, well done.
If this traveling show comes to a city near you, please go! And so you enjoy it more, please, please, please read either the synopsis of the play or Victor Hugo's classic of the same name.
This GNO=Epic success.
That is all.
Knowing that while I'm abroad, I'll have to do without my amazing sister, I've determined to make the most of the time we have left here in California. Whether it's sitting in the NICU hospital unit with her and her preemie twins, helping her pack for her upcoming move, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular, or wrangling Master Q so she can sleep for a few minutes, sister time is priceless.
Sometimes we're able to slip away for a GNO. Girls' Night Out is a real treat, especially now that sister has not one, but three small chilluns. (They're multiplying exponentially now!!!) This past friday night, we were able to make the trek into San Francisco to go see Les Miserables.
This. Production.Was.Stunning. I bawled my eyes out. So did the sister. Well done, San Francisco LesMiz cast, well done.
If this traveling show comes to a city near you, please go! And so you enjoy it more, please, please, please read either the synopsis of the play or Victor Hugo's classic of the same name.
This GNO=Epic success.
That is all.
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