With four hours to kill between visiting midtown Old Wildcat, who happily, finally, was ensconced in his own recliner in his own family room and an 11pm request to fetch east side Shana in Tempe from the Fall Frenzy concert, I was singing I feel lucky on the way down to Gammage, hoping for a last minute ticket for one to West Side Story. And score! They had two left and after downing a quick glass (plastic) of wine, I settled in for a great show. The singing, the dancing, Tony, Maria!
More singing and dancing at another four hour window of opportunity Saturday bagel brunch, with surprise guest, just back from Prague, Shila, as the girls ate and ran back to south side Tucson after a whirlwind trip.
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