Wizard Of Oz On Ice

On Sunday, April 12th, Frank and I took Alex to see The Wizard of Oz on Ice playing at our local Bankhead theater. On ice... really? Would the Bankhead risk having some sort of container for the frozen water on their hardwood stage? Our decision to go was based largely on curiosity. The only way to learn was to attend. Other questions: would the show be like an Ice Capades, like the original Wizard of Oz movie, like the recent movie Wicked, or like the musical The Wiz? Answers? Yes, a blend of all four. Read on.

We had seats near the top but, being next to the the angled aisle, we had a clear, unobstructed view. Our distance from the stage was great for getting an overview of the show.

I included a photo of Alex and Frank at Row H on their way climbing their way up to our seats at Row N. Once seated, Alex loved paging through his program. That is something he looks forward to at any show.

There were few to no three-dimensional props on the "ice" surface where the performers would be skating; I assume this arrangement was to give them unhampered gliding movement. The performers really were ice skating on blades, not roller skating on wheels. They did jumps (Axel, Lutz, Salchow), spins (Camel, Sit, Layback), and flips as seen in the Olympics. I was curious about the "frozen water" onstage which I learned was synthetic ice. The skating surface was installed on the wooden stage in abutted 70 lb panels of a solid high-density polyethylene or other polymer. Synthetic ice gives a gliding surface to skaters, but requires about 10% more effort, thus providing a more intense workout such as running in sand or jogging along the wave waterline at a beach would do. The joy of an effortless glide is somewhat reduced; hockey players reportedly like the extra strengthening workout they gain.

How did the Wizard of Oz on Ice compare to other productions of the same theme?

• The show was somewhat like the Ice Capades because of the skating and a loose impossible-to-follow background story played over speakers. Conversations were lip synched by the actors.
• It was like the original Wizard of Oz movie in that it started out in Kansas, but at the end there was no tieback to the farmhands in a their roles at Lion, Tin Man and Scarecrow.
• It had some resemblance to the modern movie Wicked in some of the flamboyant colors of costuming, even a blacklight lit sequence in neon colored outfits. 
• The songs were completely unfamiliar and the lyrics undecipherable similar to what Frank and I found when we saw the musical The Wiz. Ease on Down the Road from The Wiz was an exception but this song was not in The Wizard of Oz on Ice. 
• I am used to actors facing each other and taking a certain pose during conversational exchanges. Skaters had to keep moving in constant motion which sat awkwardly with me during dialog exchanges.
• Any concept of a set was portrayed by an image or set of images projected on a screen at the back of the stage. The enjoyment of marveling at set creativity or being fascinated with rapid changes in set was absent; however, the projected depiction of a tornado was very well done.
• There was no singing of Somewhere Over the Rainbow. The music for the show was more upbeat and not as solemn as a ballad would be. I still missed it though. The final curtain did give tribute to a rainbow however.

Put all these lack luster traits together, and you have an equivalent of an enjoyable B movie. The novelty was worth the effort and it was inexpensive. I do not regret at all going. Alex stayed engaged and even clapped a bit during the peppy parts. I think his favorite part was his program. We paused for a few pictures afterward in the lobby. With his program... of course.

Easter 2026 in Livermore

Easter Pasts
I remember spending hours making coordinated clothes for the kids and even a matching matching dress for myself. I was very active in the church choir, spending evenings and afternoons in the numerous rehearsals for Holy Week, not to mention the special, lengthy, ceremonies themselves on Holy Thursday, Good Friday, and Easter Sunday. Frank and I would write clues for treasure hunts for the kids to locate hidden gifts. Wherever did I find the time and the energy? This Easter was much more laid back. Maybe it was not as religious but isn't Sunday supposed to be a day of rest?

Easter Present
Frank and I usually spend our Sundays with Alex, so I am trying to arrange for us to do something fun, just the two of us, on Saturdays. I signed us up to take a class at our local Alden Lane Nursery on the Saturday before Easter. The original sign up link advertised the class as 2-4 pm. I prepped us beforehand, making sure we both had water bottles and gloves and a hat for shade, anticipating two hours, sweating away outdoors. 

First the class was indoors at tables. Second the mini-pots were 2" in size, a data point in the ad I had overlooked. I can't find the original ad so it is even possible the 2" detail qualifying the "mini" was not there.  Frank and I had a good laugh. I think the entire creation took us 20 minutes or less. We glued the pom pom on his butt and glued his feet on the butt below the tail. We were provided paint brushes and pink paint to dot on for soles and toes. My bunny feet sported four toes each paw, just like the instructions. We put the plant in the pot, added dirt and moss, then topped it off with the bunny butt and chocolate eggs. I finished mine before Frank finished his. 

Upon researching when reaching home, I learned four toes is the realistic print for real bunnies but that Easter bunny paw prints have three toes. Do not take this observation too seriously. I found this ad on Amazon with a glaring — well, somewhat glaring — opposing discrepancy.

Frank worked meticulously and even added his own creative details, like cotton balls growing in the tree. Frank's bunny had five toes in his paw print. Does that make for a faster getaway?

I had decorated the hearth with bunnies from Alex's room but had not fetched my other decorations from the attic. On the couch was Alex's bunny quilt, a gift from Robin and Jeremy in Oklahoma.

The dining table had a bunny tablecloth. Yes, it is round and the table is rectangular but I could not pass up such a cute print. A closeup of two ceramic items are worthy of note. The Easter egg was painted by my sister Maxine in 1972. It holds Hershey Kisses or Jelly Beans every year. The lamb on the right is the florist's container that held a bouquet of flowers congratulating us on Robin's birth in 1980. It also comes out every Easter.

On Easter Sunday we spent a quiet day at home with Alex doing jigsaw puzzles, Connect Four, watching Disney VHS tapes and overdosing on chocolate. We had a ham and pierogi dinner. Alex enjoyed his new Connect Four, puzzles, and his iPad movies concurrent with his VHS Disney tapes. He chowed down on the ham and pierogis, too!

To top off the day was a FaceTime call from Robin, Jeremy, Autumn, and Isaiah. They are holding four bunnies I had custom embroidered for each family member on a bunnies ear. I'd sent a custom-embroidered bunny clan of six to Dan and his Colorado family as well. Wow — ten in one year! Bunnies really do multiply!