two shows and lots of fishies

    These days have been jam packed full of sisterly fun.

     And today was no different, with a two-show day and a trip to the aquarium squeezed in between. Not bad for a Saturday, I think.

    Here we are in the Ocean Voyager exhibit. Of course I had to show off my go-go-gadget-arm skills and snap a pic.

   And I sat down for a moment in a very large...oyster? clam? 
  Whatever it was, it gave my feet a much-needed break. After my jaunt on the stage in the ever-present heels and the mile walk to the aquarium, I was ready to take a load off.

   And the...large, shelled, oceanic creature was just the thing.

   Oh. And here is a piranha. Actually, a few of them, but we tried to really zero in on the one who had an unfortunate tumor of some sort that kept him from closing his mouth all the way.

We were torn between laughing and feeling sorry for the little guy. So we did both--and got a picture of his ugly little mug for documentation purposes.
   And this photo is almost completely for my brother Jason. He is so transfixed and fascinated by predators that whenever I see one I inevitably think of him. 

   So here you go, Jase; this gator's for you!
  And this picture of the beluga whale makes me laugh because it looks more like we are suspended in outer space and he is an alien making his way towards me.

  Or maybe my parents' have subjected me to one too many Startrek films.

   Actually, watching any Startrek flick is watching one too many, if you ask me (sorry, mom and pop!).

   And me and Jenna were really grateful that these Japanese Spider Crabs were behind glass. Though even with that guarantee I still felt the need to assume a defensive posture. You know, just in case.
  And look, WHALE SHARKS!!!
   *please insert undocumented parts of the day which include walking what felt like miles to find the MARTA station, my sister and I being stared at quite openly by a creeper who somehow managed to pull out a bottle of gin, take a pull from it, and not brake his stare, doing another show in heels that did not feel like they were made for walking, standing, or even dancing, for that matter, and then meeting Elton John's personal assistant who has seen ACL 50 times and loved watching our cast, or so he said*

   And then after the show, sharing dessert at the Melting Pot.
     Pretty darned delicious.