{"id":124,"date":"2005-11-17T18:20:06","date_gmt":"2005-11-17T23:20:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/?p=124"},"modified":"2005-11-21T11:04:59","modified_gmt":"2005-11-21T16:04:59","slug":"wicked-weekend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wicked-weekend\/","title":{"rendered":"Wicked Weekend"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I’m a Wizard of Oz<\/a> girl, through and through. I’ve seen the movie 15 times and been introducing myself as “Glenda the Good Witch” forever. Somewhere along the way, I lost sight of where Glinda the Good Witch ends and I begin.<\/p>\n

So, when the novel, Wicked<\/a>, came out, and I heard that Glinda was not such a good witch after all, I had to know more. While some of my friends loved the book, I’ll admit I don’t. And I swear it isn’t because it paints a less than pretty picture of Glinda. The story is just a bit too dark and twisted for me. Don’t get me wrong, I like dark and twisted when it really adds to the story…but I felt some of the darkness was gratuitous. And yet, the themes and storyline were brilliant. <\/p>\n

And then, my dear friends (Rhonda<\/a> and Lindsey<\/a>) invited me to a Wicked Weekend<\/a> in Houston. How could I possibly resist? <\/p>\n

Suffice it to say, my Wicked Weekend was a precious gift. I’ve been struggling this year…with unfulfilled dreams and a reality painfully out of sync with my principles. I only remember feeling this low one other time in my life. <\/p>\n

I had no expectation that this weekend would be so healing. Oh, I knew I’d have a blast and create delightful new memories…but I received so much more. Was it being invited inside the home of two people so deeply in love? Or seeing one of my best friends in the whole world blessed with such happiness? Perhaps the luxury of a lazy girl’s weekend filled with delicious coffee, amazing conversations and hours and hours of art museums? Or the moment the magic hit me as I experienced “Wicked” with my eyes, mind, heart and soul?<\/p>\n

“Wicked<\/a>” turns all that I knew about Oz upside down. Elphaba is intrinsically good (despite being green) while Glinda is shallow, self-centered and blonde. The undercurrent of discrimination, rejection, intolerance and broken dreams resonated with my aching heart. Tears streamed down my face as Elphaba rose above it all, defying gravity.<\/p>\n

\nSomething has changed within me
\nSomething is not the same
\nI’m through with playing by the rules
\nOf someone else’s game
\nToo late for second guessing
\nToo late to go back to sleep
\nIt’s time to trust my instincts
\nClose my eyes and leap<\/p>\n

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\nIt’s time to try
\nDefying gravity
\nI think I’ll try
\nDefying gravity
\nAnd you can’t pull me down…
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I’m through accepting limits
\n‘Cuz someone says there so
\nSomethings I cannot change
\nBut till I try I’ll never know\n<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

How do you thank friends for a gift like this? I know…I’ll just have to defy gravity!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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I’m a Wizard of Oz<\/a> girl, through and through. I’ve seen the movie 15 times and been introducing myself as “Glenda the Good Witch” forever. Somewhere along the way, I lost sight of where Glinda the Good Witch ends and I begin.
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\n“Wicked<\/a>” turns all that I knew about Oz upside down. Elphaba is intrinsically good (despite being green) while Glinda is shallow, self-centered and blonde. The undercurrent of discrimination, rejection, intolerance and broken dreams resonated with my aching heart. Tears streamed down my face as Elphaba rose above it all, defying gravity.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/124"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=124"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/124\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=124"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=124"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.glendathegood.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=124"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}