Spamalot lived up to all my expectations. It was hilarious--we laughed from start to finish--and had almost all of the classic most-quoted lines (but not the one about the witch or the castle with the girls who want to be spanked, because those didn't fit the story line). There were also some new parts, like a dance by Not-Dead Fred who doesn't want to go on the cart because he "feels happy" and the Lady of the Lake (and her Laker Girls) who is quite a diva and makes a lot of fun of that singing style. And Lancelot turns out to be not quite so masculine (he ends up in a jeweled codpiece). Funny stuff.
We went to Campisi's afterward and had really good pizza and yummy tiramisu.
Then out to lunch with my parents after church on Sunday and my mom's Mud Pie, which I had specifically requested. Chocolate graham crust, coffee ice cream, hot fudge topping, whipped cream and toffee-glazed almonds.
Did I mention my actual birthday is not until Tuesday? Then I'm going to have another slice of the mud pie. A girl needs a lot of dessert to ease the pain of getting older.
I plan to go walk tonight. If I don't, I won't be able to zip up my jeans by the end of the week.
happy birthday...
ReplyDeletei'm glad spamalot was good... nothing beats a jeweled codpiece
that mud pie sounds amazing!
you shouldn't be zipping up your jeans anyway you cross-dressing heathen! for shame! i swear, what's this world coming to? burn your jeans and put on your ankle length jean skirt and white keds and maybe, just maybe God will forgive you.
Any time my birthday is in the middle of the week, I always try to somehow stretch out the celebrations over the weekend prior to and the weekend after. There's even MORE dessert that way!
ReplyDeleteSounds like you had a great one, but I'll wish you HAPPY BIRTHDAY anyway.
Hey, happy birthday! I agree with the stretching out of the birthday celebration. I would shoot for a month, myself, but my husband's birthday is less than a week after mine, and that sorta cramps my style. Then again, it doesn't really matter whose name is on the cake, as long as there IS cake...
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