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.
2 comments:
Now that is some serious "baby got back!" I don't think your butt could be that big, even in Craig's wildest dreams. :) The program was WONDERFUL!!! The Spirit was so strong, though part of that may have been that I wasn't sitting with my children. You did a fantastic job. Now eat some cookies and relax!
Wow! I don't think that there are enough cookies in this world to get you there...
The program was wonderful and the Spirit was indeed strong. I think that you did a fabulous job.
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