I understand how Cinderella must have felt at the ball. Last night was a perfect night. The show went well, then the dinner was something that I could actually eat, (amazing), then the dancing...heh-heh.
Ok, I hardly ever dance. (off stage) I don't know why, I just don't anymore. I got so cynical about it, because I would watch others get a little tanked and shake a leg and I would think...wow...they look like total drunken idiots. Isn't that awful? That is seriously how I felt. Jaded at 28...not pretty.
As you can see, my first pictures I took of people dancing was at a healthy distance away.
Then I took this picture, and Eleasha grabbed me and pulled me onto the dance floor as I screamed to her, "I don't dance!" She didn't let that bother her. We danced and danced and danced, and I didn't even care how stupid I looked, because dammit, I had a blast.
I was dancing with Eleasha, then Cinderella (Stephanie Waters), then Matty, and looking out at the view of the illuminated Shirlington village, and before I could think it, Stephanie said it outloud..."We are so lucky."
I agreed. I indeed felt lucky to have been part of this great night. Shows open and close, but the opening of a new state of the art, multi-million dollar regional theatre...that is once in a lifetime. The band was wailing, and the singers were belting, and we danced for hours...and my Matty...we should all take a page from him...he has no inhibitions at all. He was the cutest thing ever, cutting a rug with the best of them...
So for the first time in many years, I danced, and not on a stage, but just for actual fun. Last night's Gala Opening of Into the Woods was about as "happily ever after" as you could imagine, and it couldn't have felt any better.
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