Making a fool of oneself at the opera

[mojosmom]

Well, maybe not so much. I'm not the only one who needed tissues. We saw Madame Butterfly last night. No matter how many times I see it, and no matter how many times I say to myself, "Not this time!", I weep buckets. After the performance, as we left, the man who had been sitting next to me said, "I take it you liked it?" and I confessed to my weakness.

We had dinner at Corner Bakery down the street beforehand, but I brought our dessert:


And here is one of the pair of shoes I bought yesterday:

The other is a pair of black leather boots, and a good thing, too, because it's snowing. I'm not sure if it's "again" or "still". It was snowing when I left the opera last night, and commented to someone "from cherry blossoms to snow"!

Comments

Re: The Tennessee connection might be

[mojosmom.livejournal.com]

Somehow, I don't think that's the sort of thing one commemorates in chocolate! Though someone did suggest that it refers to the fact that he lost there ("sour"), but I think that's a stretch, too!

Re: The Tennessee connection might be

[asterapallas.livejournal.com]

Hee!

Now that you mention it -
You're right.
;o)

Re: The Tennessee connection might be

[fancyhorse.livejournal.com]

I bet that's it! "Sour mash" = "sour grapes" maybe?