I am a huge fan of Cirque du Soleil. I've seen several of the different versions and they are always jaw-droppingly intense and beautiful.

So I was quietly bummed that we weren't going to get  to see Kooza while it was in St. Petersburg because we are saving for spending all our money on Christmas presents. I even had a Kooza postcard taunting me on the fridge that I finally threw away last week because I was resigned to the fact that we were not going.

On Saturday night Jeb said that he wanted to have dinner at Cevíche Tapas Bar & Restaurant in St. Pete and then go to a movie after. We have a Cevíche in Tampa about 5 minutes from our house but I wasn't suspicious about driving the extra 40 minutes to St. Pete because we recently had dinner there with Mooger (bff, one of my favorite people ever) and it was fantastic. Plus, we love downtown St. Pete. It is way cooler than Tampa's nighttime ghost-town downtown.

After dinner I started walking in the direction of the movie theater but Jeb said, "Hold up just a minute" and pulled the tickets to Kooza out of his pocket. Merry Christmas to me!

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Originally posted on Steph's Best. Stories from my life.