Thursday night a friend and I had a proper girls night out. Are you wondering what makes it proper? I'd tell you, but it may get me arrested. Let's just say wine isn't supposed to be consumed everywhere.

My friend and I took our pleasantly buzzed selves to see "The Passion of Sister Dottie S. Dixon." You should already know all about this play since Sister Dottie was on the cover last week. I've been a long time fan of Sister Dottie and was thrilled to be able to see her one-woman show.

The play had possibly the best audience ever. While we waiting for the play to begin, I instantly made friends with the man sitting in front of me when he overheard me use the term douchebag. When he turned around and I saw that he was my dad's age I braced myself for a lecture. Surprisingly enough there wasn't a lecture, but instead a discussion on similar terms. Between the two of us we came up with some suitable substitutes: tallywacker and nimrod. Nimrod is totally the new douchebag.

When the play began, Sister Dottie passed around cushions and a pitcher of juice. That woman is just so thoughtful. She mentioned the Monday show was going to have Rice Krispies Treats in honor of Family Home Evening night. I totally missed out on treats! That lady owes me some Mormon baking, or else. Sure the program had a recipe for Mormon cookies, but I don't cook and cookies are never as good as Rice Krispies Treats.

I expected to laugh until my stomach hurt, but I didn't expect to be so moved by the play. A few scenes focused on the difficulties of Sister Dottie, a Mormon mother, finding out her son is gay when the religion doesn't approve of the lifestyle. Just when I thought I was going to break down in tears the jokes returned. The play was a perfect balance.

My favorite part of the entire play was the lesson in Utah-speak. Sister Dottie put it best when she said all you have to do to speak Utah is to run your words together and replace vowels with different vowels. I'm occasionally guilty of such blunders even after years of consciously trying to get rid of my dreadful Utah accent. It was fun to hear someone actually explain the accent.

The only way the night could have been better is if Sister Dottie had given the audience copies of the Mormon Kama Sutra book she used as a prop during the play. I'd love to have that book on my coffee table. Without the book I'm not sure how to bring up the "seagull on a cricket" position in daily conversation. Oh wait... I'm extremely inappropriate 80 percent of the time, so I'll likely be able to work the phrase into any conversations.

The play was brilliant and the perfect way to spend a night out with one of my best girls. If you weren't lucky enough to catch the play, you should definitely listen to her show on KRCL Friday at 3 p.m. and rebroadcast Saturday at 10 a.m.

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