Last night, as a Christmas present, John took me to see men in tights. Um,... I mean The Nutcracker.
The last time John and I watched ballet was a bit of a disaster, so he wanted to make it up to me. Very thoughtful of him! :) The show was preceded by dinner in a lovely little French restaurant (who knew that an Irvine strip mall could have such charm). :)
Though I am still a bit miffed that John didn't discreetly take a picture of Clara's throne in fairyland for the Internet. It was so funny--surrounded by huge stuffed purple 'sugarplums', which looked more like huge plummy butts than any kind of fruity confection.
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