The play was at an outdoor amphitheater in Raleigh. Gorgeous space that sort of reminded me of how drama was performed originally, open to the elements and such.
|All the world's a stage you know.|
|My new favorite current picture of me. See? I look totally calm and put together, unknowing of the freak out about to happen.|
No, we were headed back to the theater when the first chords from a banjo were picking up when my freak out occurred.
Because if you notice in that happy picture from earlier I was wearing my sunglasses, but the play was starting at 8 and would be going past 11. I needed my eyeglasses. And for the past 2 or 3 years that I've had that pair of glasses I have never lost them. If they're not on my face, they're in the case.
We called the restaurant we had eaten our dinner. No dice. We retraced our steps through the rose garden and I had taken photos. Not there. We went back to the toadstool and swings. Nope.
And then I just turned into the biggest toddler on the planet and wailed, "Just take me to my mother's house." And then I bemoaned in the most over dramatic way possible for a grown adult about how I didn't have the money for new glasses, chastising myself for not springing for the optometry insurance and fuming over cost of a new freaking radiator in my car just a few days earlier. I was a fit. I was a mess.
I was crying and yelling and using expletives and just acting a fool because not only did we have to miss the play but I would have to get my old glasses fixed and buy new ones and "woe is me with my first world problems" This lasted the entire way to my parent's house. There, I pouted more. Because what freak out session should just end with the audience of my husband?
Marmie, with her cooler head always prevailing, asked if we had checked the car. Why, yes, we had. Still, she went out to check and returned with none other than my eyeglasses. Great cries of exclamation! "Where!?!?! How?!?!? Thank you!" So if you happen to lose something valuable and you're searching the car, perhaps the person without sunglasses should check in crevices between center console and seat. ;)
Bigbad and I did go to see As You Like It the following night which was a beautiful evening as well (if not for some annoying microphone issues). Bear fight was surely excellent. And next time, I'll know to bring my shrimp scampi. Apparently, people go to the amphitheater prepared with lounge chairs, blankets, and a picnic basket of delicious meals. Maybe I could rig up the hammock.
|Opening band: Gravy Boys|
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