We had a great time watching Jersey Boys! All those songs brought back memories, and the story of their career was informative and entertaining. I didn't know a lot about their lives. If you get a chance to see it, please do. I had no idea Joe Pesci was a friend of theirs. The Jersey code of conduct was a thread that ran throughout the play - loyalty, hand-shake contracts, honor (among thieves at times), and some contacts similar to Tony Soprano.
The only bad part of the evening happened when we left and walked down the steps of TPAC to go to the car. The last step inclines from being level with the sidewalk to gradually becoming a step. As I thought I was stepping onto the sidewalk, I lost my balance because there was some step there. I made a three-point landing on my left hand and right knee and hip. It was so weird because it all seemed to go in slow motion as the brick sidewalk came toward me. It was as if I slowly realized I was falling.
It scared Tina to death, and then a crowd gathered around me asking if I were hurt and if I hit my head. I looked up and assured them that I didn't hit my head and that after Natasha Richardson's fall, I appreciated their concern. They reached to help me up, and I also grabbed the stair rail and managed to get up. I told them it was my knee and hip mostly but that I could walk. So nothing is broken or bleeding. I put a bag of frozen peas on my knee and then some liniment wherever I thought I needed it. I already take an anti-inflammatory every day. My back hurts between my shoulder blades and also below them. I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow. Thank goodness it wasn't worse!
I'll stay off ladders!
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