A very green squeeeee!

Tonight, I am going to see Wicked!

Can I get a SQUEEEEEE!?

There you go. I knew you could do it.

You seem pretty calm. Actually, I feel more like this:

No, really. I do. I've been waiting to see this friggin' musical for six years. I found out about the musical first, and read the book after that. And despite how gritty and dark the book was, I found that I was able to relate to the character of Elphaba so much.

Misunderstood. Not typical. Sometime's b*tchy. Talented, though not often willing to show that, or share that with people. The woman that men often overlook. *Sigh* When I was younger, I always felt like the Elphaba of my group of friends.

Most people who know me, know that I was (slightly) obsessed with The Wizard of Oz when I was a kid. I collected even the strangest of knick-knacks, including dolls, books, socks, NUTCRACKERS (Yeah...weird. However, if you know my brother...it probably makes sense. We give each other strange gifts. That's how we roll.), and many, many others.

I actually even made my friends gather for an impromptu performance of The Wizard of Oz in my backyard when I was a kid. I wish I had pictures....but alas. I don't.

Anyhow...you get the drift.

So when I grew up, and realized that there was a musical about the Wicked Witch of the West, I was fascinated to say the least. I feel like the story of Wicked is the Wizard of Oz story for big girls. It's like a grew up obsessed with one and then graduated to the other.

What a world, what a world.....

So when I met and married my lovely, darling nerd...and found out that he'd seen Wicked on Broadway with the original cast, I almost peed my pants! He's been promising me for YEARS that he would take me to see Wicked. And now, at long last, he is fullfilling that promise. He is taking me to see Wicked. Sure, it's not Broadway...and it won't be my HERO, Idina Menzel, or Kristen Chenoweth...but...

He is taking me. Because he loves me. What a guy.

So tonight....I will not be editing. I will not be writing. I will not be tweeting....well, maybe I will be, I dunno. I'll be pretty psyched. But I will most certainly not be available...because...

I'M GOING TO WICKED!!!!!!

So, if you care to find me...look to the western sky!

Brooke Moss.