Is January gone already??
I love Wednesdays. This, of course, is Thursday, a day meant for Getting Things Done. Dinner is in the crock pot and the towels are dry, so the day isn't a total loss, chore-wise. I thoght I might look back a few days and let people know what's going on around here. On Saturday Rachel and I went to our first "Wizard of Oz" rehearsal. I was stunned that Rachel actually went to audutions with me, and thrilled that ahe walked away with a small speaking part. Our "rehearsal" actually consisted of viewing the production of WOO done by our church in 1991. Rachel and I both read the original story recently, coming away slightly dazed at how much it differed from the movie. I still managed to assume that the play would gollow MGM's storyline. Ummm. No. No ruby slippers. No flying monkeys. And the plot had been rearranged to fit the traditional dramatic arc of a Broadway show. I won't even go into the addition of some entirely new characters. Fast forwarding to Saturday night, I dragged Joe to a Suday School teacher banquet. I had the honor of attending this shindig in my capacity as the church librarian in training. I know whar you're thinking. rubber chicken abd boring speeches. You would be wrong. We have an amazing chef in our church, and with a little help he prepared pork chop alfredo. fettucine, zuchinni and cheeeeeesecake. Our speaker was a former staff member who is incapable of boringness. Sunday morning I hustled everyone out of the house. Our bell choir was playing at 11:00, and being late for warmup is simply Not Done. 90 minutes later i was at the back of the church preparing to process with the Chancel Choir. Wharever sruggles I have had with my faith in the past, in that moment I had no desire to be anywhere else on earth. Another bell chopir played the prelude, and I watched their bells flash in the morning sun and used my downtime to make faces at a baby three rows in front of me, getting a very satisfying toothless grin in response. The prelude is over. Introit. Processional Hymn. What are doing again? Oh right. "Lord of the Dance." I think LOTD sounds a bit ponderous on the organ, but that 's another story. As I was walking toward the aisle, I saw two tenors doing a little bunny hop on "dance said he," tring to remind us of time the youth choir did choreography to the song a few years ago. Seeing grown men jump up and down in polyester robes hit my funny bone, and it took ALL of my self control not to fall down laughing. I spite of my best efforts, I managed to make enough noise to get shushed by the director. If she wants me to be quiet, she should tell the tenors not to dance in church. I need to go eat. More later---Dance, then, wherever you may be....