Weekly date nights of late have entailed a stopover at a time-honored ice cream
parlor to indulge our shared passion for ice creamy sweet treats
and moseying
downtown before the sun sets
to patronize a magical musical revue of
Follies.
I don't know what tickled my fancy more: watching a dazzling tale reminiscent of blissful vaudeville days, or glancing over to discern the
Mister's bewildered face during the show's entirety, which usually happens when he is subjected to storylines that haphazardly break out into song and dance numbers. As our dear
friend said, "
When you're married, your preferences adapt to [your spouse's] preferences." It is true. Our preferences are marrying and adapting all over the place, in the sweetest way possible.
I love musicals!!!!!
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