I was extremely excited to go and see Wicked. It was my 3rd time seeing it! Also, it was nice to look forward to something during the week, instead of the weekend. Dave and I went out to eat before the show,(restaurant shall remain nameless) and off we went. As soon as we got there I was like a little kid!It's something about that musical that I just love! I was particularly emotional this time around. Or maybe I was just remembering the other times I went with friends and family. Any who we didn't even make it to the intermission before the "wicked" HIT!
Side note- I HATE public bathrooms, I have an irrational fear of them. And here I am in a dress and heels on all fours heaving over this toilet. It came out of no where! One moment I am singing "Popular" and the next, I have an EMT, YUP she was in the stall next to me, holding my hair. The first words out of my mouth were, " I hope I'm not pregnant" She probably thought I was crazy because then I started crying saying I needed my husband.
So after I composed as much of myself as possible, I reunited with Dave, who was thinking the same exact thought I had just had in the bathroom. We had to leave there was NO way around it. David was so good about the whole thing. On the drive home, we had to stop again! He literally gave me the shirt of his back so I could clean myself up. I kept apologizing the saying how sorry I was for ruining our evening. He jokingly said, that it made us "stronger"
It's just funny because I couldn't picture anyone else in that situation handling it better for me then the way Dave did. We say our vows, and it says for better or for worse, sickness and health, and NO this was not some life altering event, it just proves that he will always take care of me. Sometimes we think we want adventures and more excitement in our relationships, but when it comes down to it we want to be comfortable, and comforted when needed! I am just so lucky to have him!
P.S. He made me pee on a stick and we are NOT pregnant :) For any of you wondering, just a little food poisoning.
P.P.S. We do want kids just not right now, and I promise I will write a WHOLE blog about that!
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