Sunday, October 19, 2008

Les Miserables

Recently I was invited, by the Gray family, to drive down to St. George to see the play Les Miserables at the Tuacahn Theater. I never knew a play would make my cry, but I wept enough tears to give life to the dessert! Ok maybe that is a little dramatic, but the play and the whole trip, really was amazing! We drove down on Saturday morning with great haste, and old man Gray was caught speeding. Luckily, the fates smiled on us and we we were given but a warning from a kind hearted officer. We we cramped as we drove? And did the noise of the interstate ring in our ears? No and then Yes. For the car we rode in was the ample size of a Yukon Denali, but the hum of the wheels on the road roared like a lion. Have you ever heard of hearding turtles? "Mother, what are those little fences for?" Inquired Brent. The reply came, "They are for the turtles, so they don't cross the road."

We arrived just in time to relax for a time, grab a bite to eat, and head to the play. The dessert came to life that night. Everything from horses to cannon fire was present on the stage and never was there a more enthusiastic applause had as the play closed out that very night. My hands still hurt from clapping. If ever you get the chance to see this wonderful masterpiece, make haste and say my name at the door to get a free snow cone:)


The drive down. In the very back is Gary and I. Up front is Andrea (Brent's date), Brent (Gary's brother), Jaycie (Gary's sister).







Pit stop to gas up.









Not sure what's happenin here.
Trying to impress Gary. Ha








Arriving at the house. FINALLY!!












Dinner at Iggy's before the play.
On the right there are Gary's parents,
Jayne and Ralph







At the Tuachn Theater.
We don't know those two front and center.








Gary trying to steal the show:)









We were told to look like we were enjoying
ourselves while we prepared dinner on Sunday
before we left. (candid shots)







More fun buttering the bread.









Just plain fun!

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