I love the theater.
Did you know that?
I was heavily involved in high school. (Or, at least, I was THE most dedicated chorus girl ... though I did play a witch in Macbeth once.)
I love the whole thing - the smell of the theater - the excitement back stage - the hours of rehearsals - the goofing off and getting yelled at by the director - the adrenaline rush of the applause. Stepping into a theater brings it all back. I am sixteen again, thrilled to sing my heart out, dance, act, and wear goofy costumes. Pretend to be someone else for a while. Virtual reality escapism for the virtually impaired.
In high school, my mom volunteered in the makeup department - to help out - to be close to me - because she loves the theater too. And then I graduated. And she stayed.
Seventeen years later, she's a full-blown professional.
Moving to Arizona was hard for her on so many levels, but she's finally found a creative outlet here, too.
Meet my momma's handiwork!
So for our date night this week we went to see the play she's working in - Into the Woods.
Best part about going to the theater?
His arm around me for two hours straight - and no kids in between.