Les Misérables

I'll talk about Kentucky in a second, but first, let me say that my man took me on an awesome date a couple of weeks ago, that I hadn't had a chance to memorialize: I saw Les Miz for the first time at the St. Louis Fox Theatre. I actually have a French edition from my time there, but I haven't read it in a long time and I had never had occasion to see it on stage. We dressed in a manner befitting the event, and enjoyed every second of it.

I know some women may be offended by my sentiment on this issue, but there is really something rather lovely about being treated to a nice, nice evening out by your boyfriend. It harkens back to a different era, when courtship was more the norm, and the theatre to a level of culture and gentility that I am glad Brian appreciates. Of course, our first theatre date being a true classic doesn't hurt, either.

It's not an easy play to watch, as the challenges of poverty and power differences among the classes have not been overcome yet; I would expect the sheer humanity of the story to strike a chord in most people. But it was well-executed, and I am oh, so looking forward to our next one!