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I Escaped to Margaritaville

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I’m still adjusting to the time change, so I’m glad I went to the matinee yesterday, rather than the evening performance – I was really pooped by then.

The outside of the theater at the La Jolla Playhouse is all decked out in honor of Margaritaville.

Lots of audience members wearing Hawaiian shirts and the occasional lei.

Of course, margaritas were available.

Don showed me a photo from last night: three men (including a doctor and a lawyer) who have seen the show a few times, wore eye patches in honor of Don’s character. Hilarious!

I really loved the show – it’s such fun, pure escapism (and boy, don’t we need that right now?) I got to meet the cast before the show, a nicer group of people you could never hope to meet. They’re wonderful. Great performances by all, especially Paul, who plays the leading man, Tully. He plays the guitar, sings beautifully, and is a star.

Don, who would be embarrassed if he knew I was writing this, sort of steals the show. His character is quirky and funny and touching and darn it if he doesn’t sing a lot more than he let on!  That sneak! I loved watching him and his fellow cast members who do everything; sing, dance, and act. Triple threats, every one of them.

I had the best time!

Rick and Doug were there as well, and we all went out for dinner between shows. Lovely. And bizarre – I just saw them last week in the Hudson Valley!

I’m proud of my husband, who is one of the best actors I know. He can do anything. But this character is perfect for him at this time of his life and he is having the time of his life. For that I am truly grateful.

Yay, Escape to Margaritaville!

Today, we’ll be out and about. I’m not sure where yet – but I’m going to suggest we visit our favorite antique shops in Ocean Beach. I want to say hello to my friend Lori, who owns Vignettes.

And why do I think we’ll end up at the local beach so someone I know can body surf?

Happy Thursday.

On the Road: The Fourth

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I hope everyone had a lovely day yesterday.

We did.

We started off the day with breakfast at the famous Harry’s Coffee Shop in La Jolla. It’s been there since the sixties and there’s nothing better. I sat across from this guy – so, so good to gaze upon this dear face once again.

Then we walked around that particular area of La Jolla. We went into a bookstore I used to go to when we lived here, the wonderful Warwick’s. La Jolla is beautiful.

Then we headed to Ocean Beach, which is where we met 23 years ago at our friend Kathy’s Fourth of July party. She lived a block from the beach.

Just down that beach and beyond the point was the site of our first meeting.

Every beach was packed. People with tents, with elaborate all-day set ups for friends and family. It was a bit too crowded, frankly, but I really appreciated seeing everyone frolic and celebrate. They had to arrive early in the am to stake their claim to some area of the beach sand and each set up was quite elaborate. And everyone was having such fun, especially the little kids.

The Ocean Beach pier, where we happened upon a guy proposing to his girlfriend. Everyone applauded and we congratulated them. As Don proposed to me on the Fourth – four years to the day after we met – we told them they couldn’t have picked a better day to make that commitment. They were delightful and so happy.

Surfers at OB.

We asked a nice lady to take our picture.

No, we didn’t plant wearing our show t-shirts at the same time. But, it was sort of neat!

I like this photo a lot.

After a stop at the apartment (actor digs are not very big and this apartment is particularly small; don’t get me started on the small bed) we went to La Jolla Shores beach, where Don has been body surfing lately. Just as crowded, if not more, than Ocean Beach, but Don’s parking karma somehow got us into the parking lot (which had been closed) and into a spot right by the beach entrance.

It got overcast as the day went on, but that was a blessing, I think. Not as hot as it could have been.

We stayed there for a few hours. At one point, we walked to a restaurant where we dined on delicious portobello mushroom burgers and spicy fries. Then back to the beach.

We considered staying for the fireworks, since we also watched fireworks on the day we met, but we were tired. So we headed back to the apartment.

I’m still coping with the time change, with adjusting to sleeping in the same bed as Don. It’s a full-sized bed, instead of our California King, and it’s too damned small for two tall people. And to hearing Don snore. I’m sure we’re both longing for our bed at home!

Today? I see the matinee of Escape to Margaritaville!

Happy Wednesday.

La Jolla and an Anniversary

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Hello, all. After one extremely long travel day, about 11 hours total, I’m in La Jolla with my sweetheart. He greeted me with these roses and a vegan chocolate bar.

We’re going out to breakfast soon at his favorite place, Harry’s Diner, and then we’re going to mosey on over to Ocean Beach, where we met 23 years ago on this date. It’s the 23rd anniversary of that fateful day! Sort of perfect that I happen to be out here at this time, don’t you think?

The wi-fi here is dreadful. I have to figure out how to deal with it. I won’t be posting every day, but I will be posting, so if you don’t see a post one day, don’t worry.

Right now, Don is playing the ukulele and I’m at the computer. It’s a very small apartment, typical actor digs, and there’s ‘stuff’ everywhere. But it will be my home for the next several days so I will have to surreptitiously “rearrange” things when Don is doing his show. Ssssh! Don’t tell him.

One of the things that happens when you’ve been apart for 3½ months is that you get into your own routines. I’m already screwing up his routines and when we get home, he’ll be screwing up mine. And then we’ll readjust and all will be well.

Happy Fourth.

Happy Tuesday.

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