You can only read this if you promise to buy a ticket and attend the Quality Hill Playhouse Christmas concert staring Superstar singer, Lauren Bradshaw.<\/p>\n
Lauren’s mother, Apryl, \u00a0is my best friend. \u00a0On the day that her parents, Apryl, Mike and I were to attend the show, we decided where our evening dining place would be. \u00a0Oh my! \u00a0I recommended Costentino’s Market downtown Kansas City. Reservations were not required, \u00a0comfy seating was available and we could hear each other talk. \u00a0I hate those restaurants where you can’t hear your companions talk. Good Lordy, we had a huge choice of amazing food. \u00a0I cried while eating the chocolate cupcake with raspberries. \u00a0Apryl and I shared this most miraculous dark chocolate, chocolate pudding and raspberry cupcake. \u00a0We moaned. \u00a0We moaned at every bite. \u00a0We shared this cupcake and could not finish it. \u00a0I’ve never before been so trashed with \u00a0chocolate that I could not finish a dessert the size of a cupcake. \u00a0Neither Apryl nor I could finish it. \u00a0I still can’t believe it.<\/p>\n
After our wondrous dinner, we toured Constentino’s wine selection. \u00a0We oooo’d. \u00a0We awwww’d. \u00a0I touched some of my favorite wines. \u00a0I even found the wine I had fallen in love with in northern California. \u00a0Hahn wine. \u00a0I touched the bottle lovingly. \u00a0It brought back great memories of a mot amazing wine tour with my good friend Mary. \u00a0Mary and I bought wine from the tour and tried to mail it back to Missouri. \u00a0Regular people can not send wine through any kind of shipping service. \u00a0How we got that wine back from California, through various good friends including one illegal transaction is a great story. \u00a0Just ask me someday.<\/p>\n
Then we discovered Whiskey. \u00a0All the Whiskey you see on commercials and in books are sold at Costentino’s. \u00a0We touched the bottles and moaned. \u00a0Next we discovered famous rum, gin, vodka and more. \u00a0I am way behind on my drinking experience.<\/p>\n
It was finally time to leave Costentino’s wine aisles and go to the theater. \u00a0I had some difficulty getting out of the parking garage. \u00a0Then I ran into some wrong direction one-way streets and streets closed for construction. \u00a0I also discovered that my phone was nearly dead and my plug in was not working. \u00a0Oh Lord. \u00a0Where is Quality Hill Playhouse and how do I get to it in the dark city streets of Kansas City!<\/p>\n
I found another plug in, I got my phone plugged in and working. \u00a0By this time, I was actually nearing Quality Hill Playhouse when Siri came to life. \u00a0She told me I had only 800 feet to go. \u00a0I turned on 10th street and breathed a huge sigh of relief. \u00a0I might not be late after all. \u00a0Apryl and Mike might not kill me.<\/p>\n
The parking garage is also on 10th street right next to the playhouse. I have parked in the garage before when attending concerts. \u00a0I wondered how disabled people were able to use this parking garage as we had never seen an elevator. We had just found the stairs our last visit. \u00a0We usually had to follow the same tortured winding path that the cars had to traverse to get out and in. \u00a0Oh My God! \u00a0I was in torture status winding up and up without seeing a parking space, All the other attendees had beat me to the parking garage.<\/p>\n
I found a spot! \u00a0I might still make it before the theater went dark! \u00a0I parked next to a miracle sign that read, ELEVATOR! \u00a0Oh thrill! \u00a0I flew out of the car, into the elevator and pressed the 1st floor button. \u00a0The elevator told me I was on the 2nd floor. \u00a0I wound up all those levels and was only on the second floor? \u00a0humph.<\/p>\n
The elevator descend at a speed of .0000001 mph. \u00a0The doors opened and I flew out. \u00a0I screeched to a halt in utter confusion. \u00a0I was on a different street. This was not 10th street. It was dark. \u00a0I did not see any buildings that I recognized. \u00a0I was alone in the middle of a block in the dark without a clue as to where I was. \u00a0There was no one walking on the street. \u00a0 I had no one to ask. \u00a0I started walking and up ahead of me, I saw four policemen about to go inside a building. \u00a0I sped up. \u00a0Oh my, the building title was POLICE STATION. \u00a0Three of the men had made it through the door. \u00a0One was still outside when I yelled, “WHERE AM I?” \u00a0Time stopped. \u00a0The policeman turned towards me. \u00a0I could tell the other officers had also stopped and were just inside the door. \u00a0The policeman smiled and kindly said, “You are in Kansas City, Missouri.”<\/p>\n
Oh Lord. What a stupid thing to have asked. \u00a0I then asked, “Where is the Quality Hill Playhouse?”. \u00a0The officers conferred. \u00a0My new friend turned toward me again and pointed the direction I had been going and said, it’s just around the corner. \u00a0Just turn left at the corner. \u00a0I said, “Thank You and mumbled something about an elevator dumping me. \u00a0I ran off and Holy Lordy, there were the \u00a0glass windows of Quality Hill Playhouse. I was looking in at the people standing in the cafe lobby. Cry of Relief! \u00a0I was found!<\/p>\n
I burst into the door, appearing to be calm. \u00a0I looked into the theater and hardly anyone was seated! \u00a0I found Mike and a minute later found Apryl. \u00a0They didn’t appear to be all that worried about my disappearance into the void. \u00a0We got seated and people even were seated later than us.<\/p>\n
It was the best Christmas Concert ever! \u00a0Quality Hill is at 10th and Broadway. \u00a0The damn elevator dumps you midway between 10th and 11th streets on Central.<\/p>\n
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