A couple weeks ago, Adam and I went to see this at the Orange County Performing Arts Center
with this person starring as Tevye:
He was amazing.
with this person starring as Tevye:
He was amazing. My friend Lori took the Young Women to see it at the Pantages Theater in Hollywood as part of their Girl's Camp. As a side note, why do I remember Girl's Camp involving mosquitoes, extreme heat, and oft-cranky leaders? This definitely seems unfair. Anyhow, she informed me that this is Topol's farewell tour and I knew I must see it. He plays Tevye (the father) in the movie and I couldn't believe he is actually still performing. I looked up tickets, times, called my husband at work to see if he'd go with me, he took the next two days off, my mom watched the children, and away we went.
I failed to buy the tickets online because I can't make a decision to save my life. There were two perfectly good tickets sitting there in my online shoppping cart, but I was so nervous about actually purchasing them and making a big plan and then something going wrong with the plan, that I hesitated and by the time I pushed "purchase tickets", they were gone. And there were no more availabe. They had sold out as I had sat there in my computer chair hesitating.
But we decided to go down anyway and take our chances in the stand-by line. We got there at 6:00 in the evening, dressed and hopeful. We stood in the stand-by line with an older Jewish couple who had seen the show numerous times before all over the world. The lady and I connected as she told me about her ladies group that she dances with at their synogogue. She immediately called me honey, and told me all about her love for Audrey Hepburn (explaining her jewelled handbag featurring a picture of Ms. Audrey) as her acrylic nails flashed and magenta lips smiled. Her husband exclaimed "forget about it!" a dozen times and admitted to playing poker one or two nights a week for charity, and winked at me from over his glasses. I loved them.
The lady reminded me of my Aunt Mona, my dad's aunt-- a very charming lady married to his father's brother. She was Jewish, her family was forced to leave their homeland and immigrated here to America, much the same as the family in the story we were about to see. She was never able to have children, and adopted all of us as her little ones. My heart's desire as a little girl was a jean skirt, and she gave me one. For Christmas. And I loved it and she has claimed a piece of my heart ever since. She died when I was still a little girl, but my memories of this sweet lady are vivid.
When two tickets became available, they let us have them since we had come such a long way and had never seen it and were such a nice young couple. We hesistated only an instant when we realized they were not seated togther. But, we figured we had come all that way to see the show and we had better do it. We could hold hands later, you know? The nice couple told us to grab a bite to eat across the street at South Coast Plaza before the show started at 7:30. We did just that, and when we returned and slipped into the doors as the show was starting, I noticed them still standing outside, waiting for tickets. I don't know if they got in at the very last minute, but it was so nice of them to let us have the tickets. The show was spectacular, and I am so grateful we were able to see it! The large theatre was full, every single seat was taken, and the uprorious applause for Topol during the close of the curtain was amazing. The lady next to me sang along during "Matchmaker Matchmaker" and everyone was emotional at the end. It was a beautiful show.
Adam and I dove up to the Los Angeles temple and stayed in the apartments. We woke up and went inside the temple in the morning. We ate breakfast in the cafeteria, and then we were able to do sealings. A sealing is what happens when you get married in the temple, and it was very special to be able to do these sealings for others. It reminded me of the promises we made to each other when we were married six years ago. Afterward, we grabbed lunch at Cheesecake Factory right there in Brentwood, and then drove home. What a delightful time we had and such a special treat to be alone together. It is rare these days to actually form coherent thoughts and be able to complete our sentences to each other without being interrupted by little children.
We were happy to see the children well cared for by grandma/mary poppins. My mom is good with children... she is patient, kind, and always has energy and an agenda. Thus my correlation to Mary Poppins. Apparently, she and James built a tower with the blocks as tall as Annabelle, using every single block from the box. And then Annabelle proceeded to knock it over. Good times.
I failed to buy the tickets online because I can't make a decision to save my life. There were two perfectly good tickets sitting there in my online shoppping cart, but I was so nervous about actually purchasing them and making a big plan and then something going wrong with the plan, that I hesitated and by the time I pushed "purchase tickets", they were gone. And there were no more availabe. They had sold out as I had sat there in my computer chair hesitating.
But we decided to go down anyway and take our chances in the stand-by line. We got there at 6:00 in the evening, dressed and hopeful. We stood in the stand-by line with an older Jewish couple who had seen the show numerous times before all over the world. The lady and I connected as she told me about her ladies group that she dances with at their synogogue. She immediately called me honey, and told me all about her love for Audrey Hepburn (explaining her jewelled handbag featurring a picture of Ms. Audrey) as her acrylic nails flashed and magenta lips smiled. Her husband exclaimed "forget about it!" a dozen times and admitted to playing poker one or two nights a week for charity, and winked at me from over his glasses. I loved them.
The lady reminded me of my Aunt Mona, my dad's aunt-- a very charming lady married to his father's brother. She was Jewish, her family was forced to leave their homeland and immigrated here to America, much the same as the family in the story we were about to see. She was never able to have children, and adopted all of us as her little ones. My heart's desire as a little girl was a jean skirt, and she gave me one. For Christmas. And I loved it and she has claimed a piece of my heart ever since. She died when I was still a little girl, but my memories of this sweet lady are vivid.
When two tickets became available, they let us have them since we had come such a long way and had never seen it and were such a nice young couple. We hesistated only an instant when we realized they were not seated togther. But, we figured we had come all that way to see the show and we had better do it. We could hold hands later, you know? The nice couple told us to grab a bite to eat across the street at South Coast Plaza before the show started at 7:30. We did just that, and when we returned and slipped into the doors as the show was starting, I noticed them still standing outside, waiting for tickets. I don't know if they got in at the very last minute, but it was so nice of them to let us have the tickets. The show was spectacular, and I am so grateful we were able to see it! The large theatre was full, every single seat was taken, and the uprorious applause for Topol during the close of the curtain was amazing. The lady next to me sang along during "Matchmaker Matchmaker" and everyone was emotional at the end. It was a beautiful show.
Adam and I dove up to the Los Angeles temple and stayed in the apartments. We woke up and went inside the temple in the morning. We ate breakfast in the cafeteria, and then we were able to do sealings. A sealing is what happens when you get married in the temple, and it was very special to be able to do these sealings for others. It reminded me of the promises we made to each other when we were married six years ago. Afterward, we grabbed lunch at Cheesecake Factory right there in Brentwood, and then drove home. What a delightful time we had and such a special treat to be alone together. It is rare these days to actually form coherent thoughts and be able to complete our sentences to each other without being interrupted by little children.
We were happy to see the children well cared for by grandma/mary poppins. My mom is good with children... she is patient, kind, and always has energy and an agenda. Thus my correlation to Mary Poppins. Apparently, she and James built a tower with the blocks as tall as Annabelle, using every single block from the box. And then Annabelle proceeded to knock it over. Good times.
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You can't even know how completely jealous I am! That is the neatest thing to go to a live play. What a wonderful husband to take off work on a spur of a moment.
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