Wonderfully "Wicked"

I don't get out much.

It's true. If it isn't the grocery, library, church, or school, I probably haven't spent much time there in the past seven years.

Which is why I was so excited about using my long-held gift certificate to see a real, professional, with-other-adults play! Part of the reason the certificate was long-held was that it can be fairly difficult to leave the kids alone long enough for anything like this. Emotionally, it's all good. I'm talking logistically finding someone who can take the time out of their schedules and navigate our schedules. Not to mention finding a Saturday where Tim doesn't have to work.

But back to the point of this whole post. The other reason that I had waited was because I wanted to see something really good. I knew there were several small productions coming to town. I knew that there were some cool kids plays that would be showing at Christmas time. But I soooo wanted to have a grown-up day. And I hadn't been to a real theater in years.

In the end, I chose to purchase 2 tickets to see Wicked. Honestly, I wasn't entirely sure what it was about. I knew it had something to do with the Wizard of Oz because my friend Maribeth had borrowed my old VHS copy to watch before her trip to New York last year. And I knew it was popular and critically acclaimed because I had seen members of the New York cast performing on various talk shows.

What I didn't know was that apparently people who love Wicked, really love Wicked. I don't think I have ever been in a theater with that much energy before. People were just so excited. Some of them even had emerald green gowns or witch hats. When the lights went down, the audience cheered before the first note was sung.

And it was great. I enjoyed the story, the music, the vocals ("Defying Gravity" has been in my head all weekend) and of course, the social and political commentary. And my date wasn't too bad either;)

Did I mention that the Wizard in this production was played by Larry from Three's Company? (Yes, I am aware that is a very sad little name-drop.)

Oh, and for those of you who are like me and don't know anything about Wicked, it is the back story on the various witches of Oz. It turns out that the Wicked Witch of the West wasn't really wicked, only misunderstood.



And who knew that the Not-So-Wicked Witch and Glinda were roommates?