Bummer!

 

 

I'm so swamped with stuff I want to type about! I feel like I haven't had enough chances lately to let my freak flag fly online. Darn! Oh well, it's probably better that way. I'm realizing more and more each time I share my thoughts here or on Facebook (and get crickets in reply) that most of my acquaintances are correct in their belief that I'm a tad bit off my rocker.

On that note, I have some dreadful news to report. You might want to sit down for this...

Due to internal difficulties (I forget the details) PBS will NOT be broadcasting this year's Hymns of Thanksgiving concert on TV as they have done the other nine times. That's right. Everyone has to put clothes on and come down to the local hockey rink if they want to experience this breathtaking evening of gratitude-themed ditties. I guess they decided Idaho doesn't need thousands of her slothful citizens watching this musical presentation on TV from the comfort of their own form-fitting sofas on Thanksgiving night. But it'll be fine. People will come if they know what's good for them. If the chorus sings and the orchestra plays, the masses will gather, maybe even hand in hand, and they will enjoy the wonderful show.

Let's face it, I'm not prepared to be a television star at this point in my life anyway. I don't have gobs of time to be out signing autographs and dodging paparazzi at the shopping mart. Maybe next year I'll be ready. And perhaps PBS will have its little snafu resolved by then. To be honest, it is a little bit of a relief that I will for sure not be caught on camera singing the wrong words. =)

I'm sad the choir is over in a few days. It's been awesome participating in such a large group. With all the familiar faces, the phenomenal directors and heavenly music, it's been a delight and a wholesome treat. I love all the songs we're singing. LOVE them. They really are inspiring and powerful. And I don't mean lame and boring. This has been the perfect thing for me to be involved in at this time in my life. The touching lyrics and beautiful 4 part (or more) harmonies have woven their way into my soul for a combined 26 hours over the last six weeks. This choir has made a huge difference for me. Singing with a choir lifts my spirits (dare I say) more than anything else can. I'm SO grateful I got to be a part of this. I'll miss it, but I hope to make this a yearly tradition. I'm super glad I finally remembered to apply before it was too late. I'm almost afraid for it to end because it's been so good for me. I promised myself I wouldn't cry, so I'M NOT GOING TO.  At least not right now.

 

Come to the concert. If you're thankful for anything, come. =)