Heart on a cloud...

For our birthdays of late, Rishma and I have been giving each other the gift of time and seeing a play or musical together.  We started out with Dirty Dancing in 2008. The next year, we saw Oprah's The Colour Purple and tonight we took in Nora and Delia Ephron's Love, Loss and What I Wore at Toronto's Panasonic Theatre.  The performance starred honourable Canadian Andrea Martin, Mary Walsh (whose voice I could listen to all day), Louise Pitre, Sharron Matthews and Paula Brancati from Being Erica. 

What I've learned about spending time with Rishma is that the night is never about the activity you have planned.  It often has to do with the events and experiences that surround it.

The night began with Rishma and I on opposite sides of an intersection.  We engaged in an air hug while yelling back and forth to each other at what was the longest red light in the history of two women who hadn't seen each other in months.

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Next up was an express dinner at Oja where I divulged what I think is an addiction to group discount websites like Groupon, DealFind and Living Social.  Rishma's thinks we need to discuss it further over a Groupon dinner...We split the J14 combo with cucumber, avocado and yam tempura maki.  It was perfect for two ladies in a hurry.  YUM!

Dessert was a throwback to our childhood at Bulk Mine.  Rishma and I met as kids and both sported long braided pigtails.  Rishma's were so long that she sometimes sat on them.  I used to laugh quietly to myself whenever I saw that.  If that happened today, we'd burst into giggles and high five.  Feast your eyes on our loot and the store window that lured us in.

We arrived at the theatre and braced ourselves for the trek up to the balcony only to be told that we had been upgraded to the tenth row orchestra!  Score! 

After dropping off a quick donation of purses to the Dress Your Best program, we headed to our seats just a few minutes before the lights went down.  The show was average with moments of high hilarity and humour.  Rishma and I both agreed that there were a lot of generational jokes that we couldn't identify with.  For two women who have spent a lot of time in New York City we were lost amongst the endless amount of references to the Big Apple.  It was worth it for me to see Andrea Martin and Mary Walsh up close. 

After the show, we still had so much to catch up on and ended up walking up and down the same two city blocks for about half an hour before deciding to take our chatter to the car.  Rishma had parked up on the clouds level in the neighbourhood Green P.

90 minutes later, in a fit of weeknight adult responsibility, we said a tentative good bye.

Good night dear friend.  Can't wait to see you again!

Myself and Rishma after an aquafit class way back in the day.