Lindy called me up on Thursday, wondering if i'd like to accompany her, S♥man, & L♥bear to the Moscow Ballet's Nutcracker. The ballet itself was pretty good -- maybe my memory of it being better when i was a kid has been clouded by age -- but the two dancers that stood out, IMHO were (surprisingly) not Masha & the Nutcracker or the Ballerina & her Prince, but the Arabian Dancers!
The four-block trip from the parking lot to the theatre was a little sketchy, thanks to some men (of a “religion” unknown to me) proselytizing at the open market… I stopped listening & encouraged the kids to hurry along after two specific comments – one putting down “the white man” & one that (rather graphically) described a certain intimacy between a man and a woman… there’s no cause for a 4y.o. or a 6y.o. to be subjected to that – it was, after all, more than enough to make me blush profusely. Don’t get me wrong, i’m all for “free speech," i just wish that there was a way to get away from it when you don’t want to hear it…
The trip home was fairly uneventful... IHOP for dinner!
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