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Weekends are meant for family, friends, fairs and Phantom

Ok...Phantom starts with a P but it sounds like an F. Cut me some slack ok? Sheesh. The weekend was amazing aside from a bit of a situation with a 9 year old prima donna. We moved past it though. At least for the weekend. Good heavens I hope this is just a stage she is going through.

The drive to Seattle was uneventful but gorgeous. I love driving over Snoqualmie when the leaves are starting to change their colors. Lunch in North Bend with a short trip into "Coach" and then we headed to Sabrina's. What??? Do you honestly think I won't go into a purse store? Please. After what seemed like forever...we meaning me...of doing the hair we were off to dinner. Look at this picture:

Yes...I had to put my hair up. I just had to do a little experiment and see what would happen. It happened. Sabrina and I both noticed it. Stares and lots of double takes. It's official. I look like Sarah Palin. Even a client came into the office yesterday looking at me and then said "I knew I knew someone who looked like Sarah Palin!!!" LOL

Phantom was AMAZING!!! The girl who played Christine Daae has a voice from heaven. Out of the 3 shows I've seen...this was the best by far. The Paramount Theater is heaven to look at. I would love to see a show there again. Hmmm....maybe I will if one comes up that I feel the need to see.

Saturday we were going to head to the Seattle Waterfront and Pike Place Market. Sabrina changed our minds. She said that the Puyallup Fair was going. Well duh!!! Fair food!!! I will always choose fair food over wandering and people watching. After walking around a fair that is the largest I had ever been to I came to one conclusion...this will be an annual thing for me and the girls. The food was awesome, the grounds were clean, people weren't completely rude, I got a great buy on 400 thread count sheets (doesn't everyone buy bed sheets at the fair?) and in general it beats the hell out of the Central Washington State Fair that is here in Yakima.

Exhaustion reigned on Sunday. I was a complete spaghetti noodle for most of the day. After 2 days of being on the go I needed to rest. All in all...it was a fabulous weekend and one that was well worth the 3 month wait. Now? Phantom in NYC and London. :)

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