1. My last show: Due to an unfortunate miscue between Bono's people and my people, I'm sad to report that the answer isn't U2. Instead, it was almost one year ago when my hubby and I were chanting with Vaughn Benjamin of Midnite in a dark, smoky little hole in the wall club. It was awesome!
2. My last musical: Menopause -The Celebration of Women and The Change. I met one of my college friends in Orlando for some much needed "girl time". I hadn't laughed that hard in a long time...and we were amongst the youngest in the crowd. If you ever get the chance to go see it in your neck of the woods, it's well worth it.
3. My last ballet: Cinderella. Thanks to my daughter's godparents, we had some unforgettable mommy-daughter time at the Boston Ballet. My daughter's been hooked on ballet ever since.
4. The Obama side effect: At one point, there were 3 Black female attorneys in the office (and that was plenty for our county in Florida). We were all different ages, heights, sizes, skin colour, personalities, etc. etc...you get the point. Lucky for me, I was easily distinguished as Rasta girl. But people in the office would always, without fail, call my other 2 friends by each other's names. It was almost amusing to me that they looked nothing alike and people just could not get their names correct. Over time, 2 of us left the office for other career opportunities leaving only one black female attorney in the office. After the Presidential election, a white male colleague who has known her for quite some time approached her and asked, "Has anyone ever told you that you look like Michelle Obama?". Hmmmmm...really guy??? I'm still trying to process that one.