Theater-Filling Regiment of Women

I took Pepper Mill to the theater this weekend to celebrate her birthday.

(1. Yayyy! We got a night out without the beloved but usually omnipresent MilliCal!

  1. You can go about your business. You don’t need to see her identification and know how old. Move along.

  2. We got to got to Live Theater! nother Yayy! Been too long.)

We went to see [BN]Menopause…The Musical** Her choice, so no remarks about how unfeeling I am.

I think I was one of only about five guys there, surrounded by a sea of mostly middle-aged women. They were laughing at jokes that we were clearly clueless about. One guy got singled out for a Marilyn-Monroe-inspired interpretation of “I’m Havin’ a Hot Flash” (to the tune of “We’re Havin’ a Heat Wave”). Weird evening.