The Beginning

I have resisted creating a blog for years. The issue of Wilbert has prompted me to turn the tides on my strong resistance to publish myself so openly. First, let me introduce you to Wilbert. He lives very closely to a friend of mine, and his appetite is incomparable to any in his species. I'll spare the details about Wilbert as to honor my friend's privacy. Trust me and follow my lead into the efforts of freeing Wilbert.

On another note, my siblings, a few close friends (including Wilbert, of course) returned from an amazing weekend in Dallas. Seeing the musical, Wicked, was the main attraction to this weekend. I have been listening to the soundtrack non-stop for about a month before seeing the musical. When the orchestra played the first notes of the introduction song, I immediately got goosebumps. Wicked was everything I would expect a great musical to be. The characters were endearing, the actors/actresses were phenomonal from their vocals to their choreography, the plot was imaginative and complete, and the audience was as I excited as I was to see it creating an environment of excitement. After seeing the musical, listening to the soundtracck has stemmed a completely different experience. I am anxious to read the book now.

Crate and Barrel and Ikea has helped me furnish my kitchen. I got the perfect plates, bowls, and wine glasses in Dallas. I used the plates and bowls today, and they were everything I dreamed they'd be! Also, no trip would be complete without a visit to the club. We went to Purgatory, where the first level is hell, the second is purgatory, and the third is heaven. Each floor played different music. We spent most of the time in heaven, naturally. It was the most posh floor decorned all in white. So, is that what heaven is like? Hip-hop music and people droppin' like it's hot left and right? My inner groove thang found its way to the first floor where techno bounced off the walls (and the empty dance floor, unfortunately). I still had a blast down there. I found it creative of the owners to have the temperature rise as I descended from heaven to hell. Purgatory is a clubbing must in Dallas.

I ate lots of food too. From the fair food to La Madeleine's, it made my tummy happy. I think I heard Wilbert giggling with joy too. I was able to see roomie and her husband for Sunday lunch. I adore them. Roomie is such a genuine person and she and her husband seem so happy.

Overall, this was one of the top memories I'll have at my stay in Stillwater, though it took place in Dallas. I couldn't ask for a better group to go with, my lovely sis, my goofy bro, and the two truest friends. Thanks for a great weekend!