I had purchased two tickets for a performance of Mamma Mia! about three weeks ago … with the delusion that I could actually convince someone to go with me.<\/p>\n
And surprises of surprises … I was actually able to find someone to go with me ! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Miss Daisy.<\/p>\n
Yuhpers, Miss Daisy got drafted into taking me to see Mamma Mia! It was sort of a default drafting … as the poor boy was the only UnUsual Suspect whose cries of S.O.S.<\/a> were left unanswered and he was stuck without any other plans that night … I’m glad that was the case.<\/p>\n I had asked him about a week earlier if he’d be willing to go with me if I couldn’t convince anyone else to go with, and like a Super Trouper<\/a>, he stepped up and said he would …<\/p>\n Of course, I had to promise him that after the play, I’d hang out with him while he went gay bar hopping and give him a ride home if needed … Mamma Mia !<\/a> … but it was something I’d have done for him anyways … so it was a deal at twice the price for me !! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n Though as the time approached for me to actually go out on Saturday night … I was stressing like crazy … and completely thinking of backing out.<\/p>\n Why? One, it was going to be the first time that any of The UnUsual Suspects saw me in real life; and,<\/p>\n Two, going to the play was placing myself in an environment where there was a greater than normal likelihood I would encounter someone that I would know.<\/p>\n I was convinced this could be my Waterloo<\/a>.<\/p>\n By three o’clock on Saturday afternoon … I was like thinking there was a 50\/50 chance I’d go … already forming a back-up plan of just going to the bars with Miss Daisy and skipping the play.<\/p>\n But I sooooo wanted to see the play. It was hard say what I’d do, knowing me,<\/p>\n Knowing you<\/a> would be upset with me if I backed out, especially in light of all the hype I had given the play, I just knew I had to steel the nerve to go.<\/p>\n Then … at 3:02 p.m. … I got a text message on my phone as I was driving home from the mwall.<\/p>\n “What color lipstick are you wearing tonight?<\/i> ….. Miss Daisy”<\/p>\n I immediately laughed and it had an amazing calming effect on me !! Apparently he had noticed on my website that I was “terrified” that day … so he took it upon himself to try to de-stress me some … incredibly sweet !! \ud83d\ude42 We exchanged a few more text messages and before I knew it … it was time for me to start the Amy prep.<\/p>\n Miss Daisy was arriving at my house at 7:00 pm (Grandma Daisy was dropping him off !! :)) … so at 5:00 pm I decided to take a shower and start getting ready, but unfortunately, the VH1 Top One Hit Wonders show was keeping my attentioooon … so I continued watching the tube until about 5:30 pm when I was finally able to pull myself away from it …<\/p>\n A 15 minute shower and 20 minute hair drying experience took me to 6:05 pm. I got dressed and did the make-up thing … which between the two took me until 6:30 pm … leaving me plenty of time to putter with my hair … which I attacked with this great hair flattener that Skipper gave me earlier in the day … at 6:45 pm I was feeling adequate … threw on the boots and accessorized myself … and finally got around to painting my nails (yeah, I really should have done that earlier, but no harm, no foul).<\/p>\n Miss Daisy arrived promptly at 7:00 pm. The top I was wearing was a sleeveless number and I wasn’t ready to put on a jacket yet, so Miss Daisy’s first visual of me was wearing a sleeveless red glittery mock turtleneck, black slacks and black fashion boots …<\/p>\n I went to the door, mentally said “What the Phuck” … and opened it.<\/p>\n I was in total Amy mood, so I’m guessing I tossed out a smile, but it’s hard to say.<\/p>\n He walked in the house and was totally kewl. He didn’t scream, he didn’t yell, he didn’t laugh … and most importantly …<\/p>\n He didn’t run !<\/p>\n I told him I would be right back, I just had a couple of touch-ups to do and then I’d be ready to roll.<\/p>\n I put on a dab or two of Happy Heart<\/a>, fluffed my hair and went to get my jacket.<\/p>\n “How do I look? Am I freaking you out? Am I going to embarass you? You still have time to back out !<\/i>”<\/p>\n “No, not at all. You look really good. Much better that you look in the pictures you post of yourself on your website. There’s no guy in you at all. I only see woman. You look really good.<\/i>”<\/p>\n “Are you sure? ‘Cause I’m warning you, I need some major affirmation here !! \ud83d\ude42 If we see anyone I know at the play, I might just bolt !<\/i>” \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n “Don’t worry, no one would recognize you at all. You look total girl.<\/i>”<\/p>\n Apparently he was willing to take a chance on me<\/a>.<\/p>\n “Okay then … let’s go !<\/i>”<\/p>\n So at 7:10 pm we hit the road … it’s only about a 15 minute drive from my house to downtown so we made the parking structure at 7:30 pm.<\/p>\n Decision time … we parked in the parking structure where I have my firm’s monthly parking … which saved me the event parking fee … gotta watch the money, money, money<\/a> … there were several parking structures blocks closer to where the performance was playing … but this location was not that far from where the bars were that we were going to hit afterwards … unfortunately that meant I started the evening off with a 5 block walk … ouch.<\/p>\n We got to the performance hall and Miss Daisy was behaving as the perfect gentleman. Our conversation felt easy and normal to me, and as I usually do rather quickly, forgot I was in Amy mode and was just happy being me … I didn’t really do much of a look around to see if there was anyone I knew, but from my casual glances, I didn’t notice anyone … however, I was very interested in what the women were wearing, so I scoped around for that more than anything … sizing up the competition, ’cause ya know, the winner takes it all<\/a>, and I was feeling pretty good about myself.<\/p>\n Though I purchased “Best Available” seats weeks ago, it was the last Saturday evening performance which meant … our seats sucked !! We were in the next to last row of the balcony and being too impatient for the elevator, I made Miss Daisy walk the 6,294 stairs up to the top. Our seats were in the middle of the row, so once we were there, we weren’t about to leave.<\/p>\n The play was a riot … to me, it was more of a comedy with a great soundtrack instead of a musical. Though our seats were awful, we could see the entire stage and the sound was perfect … could hear every tune. It was hilarious how they were able to interweave the ABBA songs into the play’s storyline so perfectly !! That was what I laughed most about … how all of the sudden they’d break into a song and it would be the perfect lyrics for that point in the play !! I knew practically all of the songs, though there were a couple I didn’t know. It was kind of weird hearing different renditions of the songs … Knowing Me, Knowing You was sung by a guy … but it all worked. It was about 2 hours 30 minutes long, one intermission and it seemed like they were singing songs all time time … which was great !! \ud83d\ude42 The end was amazing … as after the play concluded … the cast came back for their encore and did several of the songs again in various dance routines … the crowd was pretty dead except for during the encore. No dancing or singing along … but the tunes still moved you … even if just in the seats !! \ud83d\ude42 I really enjoyed it and definitely would like to see it again !<\/p>\n Miss Daisy was great, though he was clearly aching for a cigarette, he didn’t even take advantage of the opportunity for a smoke break at intermission and stayed to keep me company. I think he was a bit bored at times … chewing his fingernails and placing his feet on the back of the rows in front of us occasionally … but he didn’t suggest anything to me but that he was having a great time ! \ud83d\ude42 If you want to get a visual of what Miss Daisy looks like and acts like … imagine Ferris Bueller.<\/p>\n Afterwards we hit the bars … first a middle of the road gay bar … it was packed with guys, standing room only and I was the only chick in there. Well, that’s not quite true, there were two ladies enraptured with one another in one corner booth and a couple of drag queens flirting with some boys. Miss Daisy introduced me to a couple of his friends, Paul and Allan, while we waited for another of Miss Daisy’s friends to arrive. I’m not an attention hog or anything … shut up \ud83d\ude1b … but I’m not one to shy away from a conversation, even when I have to initiate and engage … which I did with Paul and Allan. Paul was a riot … nice, sarcastic sense of humor and he had me laughing … apparently Miss Daisy told him the name of the game<\/a> about me and I guess he said that I looked fine … which was nice, and he was a dear to me all evening using the correct pronouns all night and he even bought me a water at the last watering hole. Allan was a total gentleman, earlier in the evening before I met him, I was attempting to make my way to the ladies room … which was totally blocked by a pack of guys in the standing room only location … Allan saw me trying to work my way there … moved some guys out of my way … and then when I exited … cleared a path for me again. What a dear. It was so cool that later in the evening, it turned out we’d chat for quite a while. Then Miss Daisy’s friend Joe arrived, who is my new best friend from Texas. I totally connected and had a blast gabbing with Joe. \ud83d\ude42 After the first bar, we went to an entry level gay bar … the type were newbies frequent and guys in denial are willing to go with their girlfriends because it’s “a great place to dance.” Yeah right. Anyways … the music was fun there and the dance floor sweaty with a bunch of dancing queen<\/a>s. After striking out there … Miss Daisy made us walk … one, two, three, four and a half blocks to some other bar … which apparently was the repository for the elder gay set. I saw Paul and Allan there, but other than that … everyone was over 90 except for these three young punks. One said something totally rude to Joe, which prompted me to utter “I’m going to go Charlie’s Angel on you<\/i>” … (seriously, where do I come up with that krap ?? And I only had three beers in me at that point) … anyways, it wasn’t necessary as Miss Daisy stepped in and actually got the jerk to apologize before I could have my kill bill fun. Then there was this arrogant cocksucker (omg, and for once, I mean it literally) who was trying to pick up Joe or Miss Daisy, maybe both. He was a jerk, I didn’t like him at all and refused to cooperate in allowing either to have an immediate future with him that evening. We left shortly thereafter.<\/p>\n Joe seemed to enjoy my company, and I don’t even think he was drunk !! So he asked as the night was drawing to a close if I wanted to meet up with him and Miss Daisy later in the week again. Yes, of course !! \ud83d\ude42 Joe was so cool … and he like my satellite radio … and he has a Tivo too !! He’s got his priorities right !! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
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\nWell … for a couple of reasons:<\/p>\n