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On Friday night, Tom took me to see a production at Western Carolina University. The university brings in traveling shows to entertain the masses, okay we don't masses in our area. Anyway, Friday a show came called Neil Berg's 100 Years of Broadway.
I had little to no expectations because sometimes the shows that come in aren't that great. They are just so-so. I went because I love musical theatre. I figured how bad could it be to spend a night hearing Broadway show tunes, right? I was expecting just some random singers coming out and singing show tunes and that's it. We got there I just sat back and hoped for the best.
It was great! What a fantastic show. The man who puts this on is Neil Berg and he is a Broadway composer. The best things was he had a great cast. The singers were real Broadway actors who had starred in some huge hits like Cats, Beauty and the Beast, Jesus Christ Superstar, Phantom and Les Miz. The cast members were Chuck Wagner, Ivan Rutherford, Carter Calvert, Danny Zolli and Sandra Joseph. Look these people up because they have all been on Broadway for years and it is nice to see them continue working.
We had a great time and the show was super duper entertaining. Plus, it was also a nice night out. When you live in a teeny tiny town, you get used staying home at night because there is nothing going on. Our town shuts down around 9pm. If you want a late dinner, you better be ready to eat at Mickey D's. You forget how nice it is to live in a big town where you can go see shows, concerts and go to nice movie theaters every once in a while.
Plus, like I said, I love musical theatre and boy it made me want to be in New York City and go watch some Broadway shows.
Mention a chancla or chancleta to any Latino or Latina and you will either see them shudder and/or their face will turn pale. They might break out in a cold sweat. They might flinch if you make a quick movement.
Growing up many of us were threatened with the evil chancleta. For you who do not know what a chancla is, it is basically a flip-flop. A flip-flop you say. Yes, a flip-flop or slipper or even a sandal of some sort.
I have spoken to other Latinos and we all have our childhood memories of dodging chancletas. We all knew when abuela or mami said I am going to give you a chancletazo, we were goners.
We would run and we would hide. But damn if those women didn't find us and give us a good whack. Now don't get me wrong, it was not a beating because, honestly, flip flops are so floppy they don't really leave marks or really hurt. It was just the idea that you were so bad that someone would have to take off their shoe and throw it at you.
You could dodge a chancleta but you had to be fast. You had to be wily. You had twist and spin. You had to know when to duck and cover. If you were slow, you were dead. If you hesitated, you were dead. If you took the wrong turn, you were dead. You had to know where the exits were. Running outside was always the best way to avoid the chancleta because whoever was wielding that slipper only had one shoe on and they were certainly not going to run outside like that.
Of course, you had to stay out long enough for them to forget they owed you a whack. Otherwise, you would sneak back and minutes later you see that chancleta coming right at you. ((shudder)) Of course, I felt the wrath of the chancleta once or twice in my life. I think my sister got whacked more than me because, let's be honest, I was a saintly child. I was such a joy to be around and such a beautiful angelic little girl who never did bad things.
But my one or two times with the chancleta will never be forgotten. Non-Latinos sometimes don't get my obsession with the chancleta. It is just something that they never had to deal with. I am sure they had their own horror stories but for us Latinos, it is the chancleta.
I have tried to explain the chancleta to Tom. Oftentimes, I threaten him with a chancla but he mocks me. He has never felt the power of the chancleta so he doesn't understand, bless his heart. But he has heard me tell my stories of terror enough times that I think little by little he is understanding the horror I lived with.
So the other day, I was doing nothing and all of a sudden he accused me of doing bad things as he always does. I mean, I was a saintly child and now I am a saintly adult so I don't understand why he was accusing me of doing bad things. Anyway, he turns around and says to me: "I will whack you with a chuleta."
Now if you know Spanish, you are laughing right about now. If you don't know Spanish then I have to explain it to you. A chuleta is a pork chop. It took me half a second before I burst out laughing and said: What? A chuleta? Then I laughed some more. He looked at me funny because he probably figured I would cower with his threat. In between my laughing I had to explain to him that a chuleta is a pork chops and that pork chops don't strike fear into my heart. In fact, I love pork.
I have to give it up to Tom though because he tries. He actually knows a lot of Spanish. He doesn't speak it that well but I always have to be careful if I am talking about him in Spanish but he understands more than he lets on.
So I set him straight and told him that I might actually like having pork thrown at me especially if it is a well cooked pork belly or maple flavored bacon. Yum.
I haven't been blogging because it is really slow around here. And there is NOTHING exciting going on at all. Yes, I am boring sometimes.
Work is work. Nothing new, nothing special. The good news is I have started exercising with a group of my co-workers at school. We are doing Zumba and low impact aerobics. It is tough but it works out for us because we start exercising right after school and still get home pretty early. I am pooped doing it but it is a good thing.
The weather has been poopy here in WNC. This whole week has been rainy but a lot warmer than average. This weekend though the weather is cooling off and as I am writing this on Thursday night, we might have snow tomorrow. Ugh. I don't mind the cold so much, I just don't like the snow but I should be thankful we haven't gotten much of that this winter.
The past few weekends we actually got crazy and went into Asheville to a real movie theater. You know the ones with the stadium seating. In our neck of the woods, all we have is really old and cheapie theaters with regular seats that hurt your bum after a while.
But Tom got nuts and said let's go! Of course, I go along with almost anything. Now, if you have read my blog you know we NEVER go to the movies because of past incidents of rudeness. We stopped going because it was a bigger headache dealing with screaming babies, rude people who talk during the movie and the cell phone Thank goodness for big screen TV's and Netflix.
But sometimes you just want to see a movie on the big screen. We saw Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol and War Horse. We had high expectations for War Horse. Let me tell you, I am a huge Spielberg fan. Now, War Horse wasn't terrible. It was, in fact, quite good and I cried like a fiend at the end. But I thought it would be better. But it is the type of film to see on the big screen.
I had no hopes for Mission Impossible since the last few MI movies sucked balls. And truth be told, I am not a huge Tom Cruise fan. He bugs me for some reason. Anyway, we saw it and it was excellent. Good, solid plot, some great stunts and lots of killing and violence. It was a great action film. Plus, Tom Cruise was actually quite good. I would totally recommend it. I would also recommend War Horse but I could have waited to watch that at home.
We also went to Papas and Beer in Asheville. It is by far my favorite restaurant in this area. It has the best Mexican food. So that was a huge treat since the Mexican food, and let's be honest all food, around our area is mediocre at best.
That's about it. With the cold weather comes boredom sometimes because we don't want to go do anything. I am always happy just to be home in jammies but I think Tom gets stir crazy. But then again, I am naturally lazy so if I do nothing all day, I am so happy.
So that's the update around here. Hopefully more exciting things will be on the horizon.
It is no secret I hate snow. I hate it because I have to drive in it. If I could stay home, I wouldn't care. Luckily, when watching TV this morning the name of my employer scrolled on the bottom of the screen saying we were closed. Nothing like snow days but do I miss living in Florida and California during winter.
Yes, I am a slacker but when we got back from Jamaica, my cold blew up and I wanted to do nothing. I am finally getting around to trying to catch up on my blogs.
Our Jamaica trip was fantastic. It was so nice to go somewhere where it was warm! Oh how I miss the heat. We left to Atlanta on Thursday and flew to Jamaica on Friday.
The trip was uneventful. The problem about our resort was that it was 1.5 hours from the airport so our trip was longer than expected. But once we arrived at the resort, we were greeted with a glass of champagne and a cool towel.
When we got to the room we were a little disappointed it was on the first floor with no balcony but as the week progressed, we realized that it was ideal because we were able to just walk out of our room and be at the beach in 30 seconds! It was perfect.
Couples Resort San Souci was a nice resort. It is a little dated and older but it was lovely. All the rooms are suites so they come with a separate sitting area and a large bathroom with a jacuzzi tub and separate shower. The room was spacious and comfortable.
The first day, we took a walk around the resort but soon realized that it was so spread out that there was really no reason to ever go to the other side of the resort. There were pools, the spa and a restaurant but you also had to walk a ton of stairs to get there. Honestly, since we were steps from the beach and a pool, there was no reason to go walking the stairs.
The other good thing about where we were in the resort was that we also had the swim up bar and 2 restaurants on our side of the resort. Who could ask for anything more?
The first day we arrived around 3pm and after settling in, we headed off to the pool. After the pool, we rested and got ready for the Starlight Gala. The Starlight Gala consisted of an outside buffet with music and dancing. The food was awesome and we talked to a few people then headed off to bed.
I have to say the worst part of staying where we were was that they had several events on the lawn outside of our room. So several nights we had to stay up listening to music and merriment. Remember, we are old and in bed by 10! But we figured it was because of the holiday season and the events ended by 11pm, so it wasn't too bad.
The next few days began our fantastically lazy routine of getting up, scoping out our beach chairs, breakfast, beach time, lunch, room and nap time, then dinner and sleeping.
The only glitch was when I got off the plane I had a scratchy throat. I went in the pool and beach but on Christmas I made the executive decision of taking it real easy and staying in the room sleeping and resting before I got better.
Luckily, I had my e-reader filled with some great books to read. So on Christmas day I went to breakfast and came back and read "Late, Late at Night" by Rick Springfield. It was fantastic! I gargled with salt and lemon and drank tea. I was okay to go to Christmas dinner and then came back and rested some more. If you ever have a sore throat, gargle with salt and lemon!!!
The next day I was good to go and we spent the day at the beach reading and sunning and in the ocean. The water was perfect. It was so beautiful there. One negative was I was in the ocean and a crab pinched my toe. WTH?? The food was great. and the weather was perfect. It rained a few mornings but it cleared up immediately.
We never left the resort once because it was too nice and relaxing there.
The last night we were there, the resort had a Beach Party and it was fun. We had met an older couple from Florida earlier in the day and they joined us for dinner. The food was fantastic. I loved they had oxtail on the menu, yummo. They also had entertainment. They had a Fire Eater guy, Steel Drum Band and a Limbo guy.
The next day we left. The flight was uneventful again. When we arrived in Atlanta, it was freezing ass cold and we decided to spend the night there and drive home the next day.
Since it has been days since we got back, I am sure I have forgotten stuff to write. Basically, we did nothing in Jamaica. I miss it though. I always miss coming back from these vacations because for a few days I have people serving me night and day and that's awesome.
I wish there was more to report but I will let the pictures do the talking. I will post more pictures later this week as well.