11pm last night I got a call.
Most of the phone calls I have gotten in the last few years have been from threatening lawyers or people promising in rather unpleasant detail what will happen to me if I don’t immediately surrender payment. Or, tragic news.
Thus, when I saw that it was my dear C – who I don’t think has EVER called me, nor I him, we text – I was terrified.
But, he wanted to make sure that I was available December 29th to see the final performance of BIG FISH on Broadway.
Can I JUST say that since my treasured aunt, Sissie, when I was a child took me to a Broadway show, this is the FIRST time ANYONE has EVER planned and taken me to a show. THE FIRST TIME. I am ecstatic.
Even more ecstatic because I love LOVE LOVE the work of Andrew Lippa and my “go-to” music the past few weeks has been the CD of his “I Am Harvey Milk”
AND … because native Fredericktonian, Bobby Steggert, is one of the stars of the show.
I don’t know Mr. Steggert, and despite my long and storied history, never worked with him when he was a child coming up in Frederick – although it seems EVERYONE I know did – LOL – but, nevertheless, ever since I saw him starring with Audra McDonald in “110 In The Shade” – and realized, “Oh, he’s that kid from Frederick and he is pretty much a genius!” I have been a fan. So, I am very excited to see him in this – I’ve been listening to bootlegs of “YANK” for ages and can’t wait until that CD comes out too.
So, how happy am I to have this unexpected gift given to me? Extremely. I had given up hope on seeing “Big Fish” and I had stopped considering the possibility of living a life where I was the one being taken to a Broadway show instead of the one sending someone to Broadway. Thank you, Universe.
Speaking of December 29th; I am scheduled to be dog sitting then, and I will be, but I’ve gotten a cover for that day so I can go to Broadway (I love typing it that way) – so, someone else will be staying with my dear Judah that day. I love my Judah, and I loved my Sophie, his sister, who, sadly, had to leave us yesterday. I will miss her dignity, her breeding, her class, and her sharing in the Bacchanalia that she and Judah and I indulged in each time I stayed with them. And for my dear, dear A, who had to say goodbye to Sophie, I can only send as much Love and Light as I have inside to help you through the worst of this loss. Such loss never really ends, I know too well, and I am here for you in any way you need.
Farewell Sophie. You are missed.