Reason #723 why I enjoy dating the beau: he is just as spontaneous as I am.
Let me set the scene: We’re en route to a baptism Sunday morning and happen to pass the Palace Theater, when out of the corner of my eye (I was driving) I see THERESA CAPUTO! AUGUST 17TH flash across the screen. I immediately said we were going, after squealing of course.
I was just talking about Theresa Caputo aka The Long Island Medium with my mom last week. Insert confession: I may have watched every episode of hers on Netflix. I couldn’t help it! I like her husband Larry and dog Petey. Actually, I like the way Theresa calls her husband, “Larrrrrrrrr-eeeeee!” Anyway, I have a horrible taste in reality television these days and admit to watching this one. I had to see her in person.
Of course we were fifteen minutes early to the church, so as we were chitty-chatting, the beau looked up the cost of tickets. I was shocked he didn’t drop it and I continued to try and read his sincerity of the situation; it sounded like he wanted to go too. By the time mass was over, it was decided: we were going.
Lunch was at our favorite Thai place in Albany and while we ate, I scoped out remaining tickets on my phone. $40 a pop- not bad. We both figured that because neither one of us had heard this advertised AND it was a Sunday afternoon, we’d have no problem scooting over and enjoying the afternoon. Who goes to shows at 3PM on a Sunday afternoon?
I haven’t seen the Palace Theater that busy since January 27, 1998 when my sister and I saw Britney Spears open for the Backstreet Boys. There were people everywhere! Not a mix of people, middle aged women! And grandmothers! Mostly grandmothers. Swarms of people crossing the street.
We found parking pretty quickly and hit the box office. Wouldn’t you have it that it was practically sold out and the only tickets left were in the orchestra and on the isle. Sold! We both couldn’t believe how much we dropped for those tickets but I reminded him that we rarely make irrational expense decisions. Those previously viewed $40 tickets by the way were on a non-Palace Theater site (AlbanyBoxOffice.com)- whoops!
I can’t begin to explain to you how crazy excited people were when she came on stage.
My review of the live experience:
- Theresa is a very good entertainer. She starts off the show with the singing of the National Anthem and thanks our veterans = now she’s really in the hearts of each audience member.
- She’s got an explanation for everything she sees/hears/experiences while she’s reading. For example: when she sees a yellow rose, this may mean someone passed quickly, it was their favorite color, the sky was blue the day someone was buried or by yellow she meant red, and red roses were your loved one’s favorite flower. The possibilities are fucking endless in her world.
- Larrrrrrrr-eeee, Victoria and her father were all there. They went to the race track on Saturday. I wonder where they ate?
- I never had that “ah-ha!” moment. I never thought, “now how would she know that?” I was shocked when people in the audience gasped; the people she did “read” barfed out way too much information that she seemed to feed on.
I didn’t go into this experience with the expectation that she would connect with one of my loved ones. It was fun to see her up close and personal; I could reach out and touch her for a good portion of the first half of the experience. The place was definitely on lock-down for photographs and recordings. And she was funny.
Was I disappointed? No. A little tired by the end? Yes. But my belly was full, I spent the afternoon with the beau and had a baptism party to attend afterward. They are all the rave these days, you know?