Just wanted to add in for family history-- the best surprise I've had all year was at Wicked with my 9 year old daughter. I didn't even know until an hour before the show that we were going. We won the Wicked ticket lottery, which was 2 tickets to the show. There were about 300 people with their name in the lottery, and they drew 10 names out, ours were the last tickets drawn! When we got there we asked the cute little old lady usher to help us find our seats. She looked at our tickets and said, "You really don't know where your seats are?" I shook my head- "nope." The seats said Row F seats 202 and 203. She walked us closer and closer to the front, passing the 7th or 8th row where I figured row F might be. She took us to the VERY FIRST ROW, middle section 5 seats away from the center. She smiled at us, and said "Enjoy the show- they'll be singing right to you!" It was so awesome!
I was apparently squeezing Little L's hand too tight as we were walking down the aisles to the seats. You could see all the detail in the actors faces and the beautiful costumes. No one's head blocking our views-- it was a dream come true. I have wanted to go for a long time and then when I saw the commercials for it coming to town I thought I should have bought tickets, but just never made it a priority and then with the Christmas holiday I figured maybe I'd catch it next time it was in town. So, to be thinking I missed my chance at seeing it to being seated in the first row was just fantastic. What a gift I could share this special experience with my sweet daughter, who loved it as much as I did.
I am so glad I got to spend time with my grandma over the weekend. I was in SLC for a wedding and stayed at my grandma's house. We went shopping at Deseret Book, ate lunch at my favorite place, and spent time chit-chatting in her lovely living room. The nostalgia of being at my grandmas house was overwhelming at moments while I was there. The smell of her bushes by her front porch reminded me of all the days my siblings and I would be playing outside at her home in the summer, and how much I loved taking the beloved family dog, (Reagan- the sweetest little maltese poodle) for walks around the block. The inside of my grandmas house has a slight sweet scent of her wonderful perfume in every room. She has always had a problem with ants in the house, and how silly, but even squashing an ant on the table made me feel warm and cozy. Definitely longing for simpler times when my Grandpa would walk us the few blocks down to 7-11. I about teared up there getting an Icee this weekend. I was also glad my uncle Cody was home for a bit so we could visit, he's hilarious and I always enjoy his intelligent perspective on things. My grandma has always been a kind and dear person to me. I'd get to stay with her for a few weeks every other summer as a kid, and then I lived with her for 1 year while I went to college in SLC. She's the kind of grandma you could tell anything to and she's in your corner. At 81 she still dresses as cute and coordinated as always, complete with earrings and her lipstick. At 4'10" she's small in stature but big in heart. Love you Grandma!!!!!
