Tonight I was chatting with my best friend Brandy that is celebrating her 18th wedding anniversary this year to her husband Lonnie. I introduced them by the way… I should get some kind of best friend credit for that.
Anyway, while we were chatting she mentioned that “Wicked” was coming to town and tickets will go on sale in September.
August and September are sketchy months for me because of my Dad. I’m over the top emotional, I take everything personally. I smile, and hide my emotions. Honestly, I just do the best I can, for everyone I can, until after September 15th.
Anyway, this was not supposed to be a “feel sorry for Stephanie moment” because there are times I can laugh about my Dad. I can remember things about him and appreciate the times that we had, and the times that were especially funny. Which brings me back to Wicked.
You see Johnno was never a “let’s go to dinner and see a show” kind of guy. He was always “there’s a football game on, and where is my damn beer and onion dip” kind of guy. So when my mother started buying tickets to Broadway shows like Wicked, well, my Dad was less than enthused.
There are many moments with my Dad that I won’t forget, and this is one of them. (If you never met my Dad you could never really appreciate this, but you could see the humor in it.)
Wicked was at the Murat, we (Dad, Mom, Mr. D, and I went.) The conversation after the performance went like this….
Mom: Wow, what a great show!
Me: It really was great.
Mr. D: It was awesome!
Mom: (Asking everyone) Did you cry at the end?
Johnno: I cried too..
Mom: Really? You did? (more interested in my Dad’s response than anyone else.) (Sounding hopeful..)
Johnno: Yeah, I cried…. I was just so happy it was finally over.
Mr. D said tonight that was one of his favorite memories of my Dad.. “Johnny Carson couldn’t have written a better script, that was one of Johnno’s all time greatest lines.”
That’s a memory that still makes me laugh.