Daughts decided she wanted to see Ghost at the Music Hall in Dallas. No-one else was available to accompany her (pay for her ticket) so she bought herself a cheapie in the nosebleed section and marked her calendar.
We’d seen it together in London two years ago when she travelled across the pond with us to attend a Performing Arts School for her final year. She had cried from start to finish and declared it,
“The best musical I have ever seen.”
But before her eyes grew puffy we had taken her for a little snack-a-roo at a Patisserie nearby that charged us double for the privilege of sitting at a table to eat from a plate with silverware, a glass of water and a vase with a single yellow fuchsia.
It wouldn’t have tasted nearly as good out of a paper bag!
From our hotel room in Galveston we asked her if she had plenty of tissues?
“I’ve a wad of toilet paper!”
“Are you all right on your own?” we were a little worried.
“Yes! Even though I have a room mate and a boy friend I still love doing things by myself. I can’t wait to sob uncontrollably and wipe my nose on a stranger’s sleeve!”
She treated herself to a drink,
with her water date!
We sat in our room with our coffee date,
“You two are absolutely adorable!” she texted during intermission!
We ate our second room picnic!
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.
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