Goodbye, 2024. Go away and stay away!
We found a great way to start the year: a trip to the Segerstrom Performing Arts Center to see Back To The Future.
We had brunch at the Silver Trumpet across the street from the theater. Robin, Bob, Bill Capps, Mary, and I enjoyed a leisurely brunch with bottles of champagne and lively conversation!
Robin and Bob decided to hitch a ride with me this morning, and guess who got to play chauffeur? That’s right, I was the designated driver! I mean, if I had known I was getting into a comedy show on wheels, I would have charged them admission! I think my driving skills were impressive—especially when I navigated with one hand while holding a coffee cup in the other, pretending I was on a cooking show with all the dramatic flair.
“And now, my friends, let’s spice it up with a little lane change! Who knew driving with passengers could be such a thrill? Buckle up, folks; it’s going to be a bumpy ride full of dad jokes and pit stops for snacks!”
There were many dining options but in keeping with my desire to get back to 190 pounds, I chose the salmon bowl. When it was served, it looked like a minnow but that what happens when one is on a diet!
Bill and Mary were ready to see the show. Bill is always charming and awaiting for whatever outbursts come from yours truly.
When Marty McFly is transported back to 1955 in a time machine built by the eccentric scientist Doc Brown, he accidentally changes the course of history. Now, he’s in a race against time to fix the present, escape the past, and send himself… back to the future. When Back to the Future hits 88mph, it will forever change musical theatre history.
To say the show was high-energy would be an understatement. With singing, dancing, and terrific music, it kept us on the edge of our seats all afternoon—the production lasted two hours!
In the final scene, the car is lifted into the air and comes out toward the audience before zooming off at 88 mph to return to 1984.
After the show, we stopped at the Silver Trumpet again and had a drink before going home.
Upon entering the house, Mr. Bark, known as Scout, came to see what the fuss was about. He was happy to see us and required roughly ten minutes of scratching.
We got a glass of wine and headed across the street to visit Jeff, our neighbor, and we stayed with him for 45 minutes discussing the day’s events!
We successfully celebrated the first of January! We shall crash and begin the process of putting up Christmas tomorrow. First, we will go to the hospital at noon so I can have the bronchial scope procedure done and find out why the cough!