Or I would look like this:
Thus has been the level of my stress, until today. I am the church choir director. Please don't let this confuse you into thinking I sing. Remember this?
That's me. Only I don't have dorky cuteness. Just dorkyness. Also comin' up shy on the rockin' bod.
Anyway, back to the stress; you see, as our church choir director, I was not only in charge of the Christmas musical numbers, but the WHOLE Christmas program, which was today. This included writing speaking parts, choosing musical numbers and threatening the life of my friends unless they volunteered to sing in the choir. Thankfully, everything went off without a hitch and it was pretty good, if I do say so myself. But boy am I glad it's over. Now I can unwind and enjoy the rest of the Season. Christmas cookies - here I come! (I never said I wasn't a POST-stress eater!) Be on the lookout for me wherever size 42 daisy dukes are sold.