An American in Paris

Last week J and I went to see An American in Paris.  An adaptation of the classic Gene Kelly, this was the best show I've seen in year.  I would rank it up there with my favorite shows of all like Wicked and 42nd Street.  It's sure to become a classic.  I couldn't jump up for a standing ovation fast enough.  There was a lot of ballet which was my favorite part.  My other favorite part was the orchestra playing all of the great Gershwin that I love.  I mean it was an absolute winning combination on that glorious stage.  We didn't even see it with the main lead.  Since we went on a Wednesday night we saw Garen Scribner and I can't imagine anyone playing that part, dancing that role, and having better chemistry with Leanne Cope than him.  It was all superb from start to finish.  I don't think I've ever seen a show where the first act flew by so quickly.  I was completely enraptured.  I really hadn't remembered the story that well from the movie and it's not even the movie that makes the show.  I have a hard time believing I will enjoy Fun Home more.

The Knockoff

I've read several books this summer, but this one is my favorite:

Imogen, 42 year old editor and chief of a fashion magazine, returns to her magazine after a six months recovering from breast cancer only to find that Eve, her twenty something HBS educated former assistant, has hijacked her publication and turned it into an app.  I can only assume the antagonistic twit that makes Imogen's return to work pure hell is a not so subtle reference to Anne Baxter's character in the classic movie All About Eve.  Although at 33 I'm sandwiched comfortably in between these two characters age wise, I relate so much more to Imogen.  

This book captures the twenty somethings of today perfectly.  I might be slightly more tech savvy than the main character, but I can relate so much more to her than these young girls. I can't stand how they are constantly on their phones during social situations.  I hate their insufferable oversharing on social media.  They just seem overwhelmingly slutty.  I know that's a huge generalization, but clearly the authors of this book have noticed it as well.  This is a page turner for sure and well worth the read.

Pregnancy Diet

My sweet husband made me this delicious southwestern salad for dinner.  Now this is how you make a salad.  I cannot understand how people just eat leaves.  I can't imagine going to a restaurant and asking for a pile of lettuce or kale.  Black beans, avocado and broccoli made this so much more than rabbit food.  This year I've probably eaten 1/3 of the sugar I had eaten by this time in 2014.  Nothing motivates healthy eating or exercise like a wedding or a baby.