1776

Sweater, Wet Seal. Dress, Lani. Boots, Diba. Bag, Target. Amber pendant, Ali’s Boutique.

I ran 6 miles (training again for the Flying Pig half marathon again) and then walked over to Newport to see 1776. I’ve never had a desire to see or audition for this musical. History + almost all male cast = deadly dull, in my book. But my friend directed this production, so I loyally attended. It wasn’t so bad*. I liked the “depressing” songs best: “Mama Look Sharp” and “Molasses to Rum.”

On a lighter note…I had a surprise waiting for me when I tried to put my right boot on this morning. Half a mousie*** was jammed into the toe! That’s the kind of delightful surprise you get as a cat momma. Not so delightful: stepping in barf as you walk down the stairs in the dark, barefoot.


Once the mousie was removed, the boots proved to be extremely comfortable. I wore them to walk from downtown Cincinnati to the theater in Newport and back – a total of three miles.

*Please don’t take my lukewarm review to mean that the production wasn’t excellent. The play itself is just not my cup of tea**.

**I’ve been totally abusing the asterisks lately.

***Edited to add that it was a TOY mousie in the boot. That's the bright pink thing I'm holding in the first picture beneath the mouse story.