I'm So Happy I Could Melt! (Alternatively, I Couldn't Be Happier)

     As I write this, I am sitting in a small armchair in room 419 of the Georgian Terrace Hotel, in Downtown Atlanta. It is freezing outside, my hair's wet from a shower, and there's a dress laid out on the bed. 

     Why?

      I'm going to see Wicked. 

      *cue explosion noises*

      I got Wicked tickets for Christmas - Sam got them for her birthday - and this morning at nine o'clock, my parents, me, and her left Callahan bound for Atlanta. At 5 we've got dinner reservationsat The Livingston and...at eight...

       THE SHOW STARTS

      I'm really excited and I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SEEING WICKED. I've been dying to see this for months, and now it's happening. 

       Yes...

       I couldn't be happier...

      Simply couldn't be happier...

      Look what I've got

      tickets at eight o'clock

      my very own happy endingggggggggggggggg

    You're very welcome for that Wicked pun. ;) As I've still got some things to do before I can flop down with a book and WAIT IMPATIENTLY, I'll cut this short. BUT. I am going to have a post tomorrow about - you guessed it: Wicked. :D