We left P.F. Changs a bit late. L was nervous because she hates driving in Richmond, Angela was nervous because we were going to be late for the show, and I was nervous that perhaps I should have worn heels with my jeans because my flats just weren't getting the job done.
End of the show with confetti and everything.
I was so pleased that I got to see all of my favorite routines from the season, except for 3, which I think they performed in the first half of the show, which we missed.
Sadly, the squirrel was unable to attend the show at all. There's always next time.
"There's dancing, and then there's da-a-ancing, and then there's da-a-a-a-a-ancing."