Bosom Buddy.
Everyday that passes, the closer Angela Lansbury approaches the grave Ethel Merman. Seeing this icon on stage would change my life and I have the opportunity to do so in A Little Night Music. I can not go at the moment, so this is me putting it out into the universe, hoping that she will keep kicking until I show up for a Matinee. She should be in bed by 7:00pm anyway, so I feel that a matinee would be a better performance in the day. We lost Bea last year and I can only imagine her bosom buddie’s thoughts of “I am as old as time” or “Off to the cupboard with me now?”.
Kisses
pumpkin spice…oh so nice
Today was the first day I reunited with the pumpkin spice latte. A drink that only comes when fall does. As I sip, I wonder when it will be appropriate to don a scarf. Though the taste of fall is here, the weather is not. Let us hope for a drastic change in this weather because I am ready for autumn and all its splendor!
