It started with eight o'clock choir practice, because the choir was performing today. I only mention it, because I feel the need to tell everyone about the page-turn mishap that occurred during the performance. I turned the page, and the whole thing of music fell off the piano! Fortunately, that wasn't an entirely uncommon thing when I was practicing, so it didn't take too much to get it back in place. The choir just sang a capella for a couple of bars while I got my act together, and nobody noticed.
Then, after church, we had choir practice for our next performance, which will be sometime around Christmas. We don't know if we'll be in town anymore, but when we talked about our plans with the bishop, he said he expected us to perform our callings diligently right up until we leave, so that's what we're a-going to do. We've got a really cool arrangement of "What Child Is This?" (obtained at this site), and now I may or may not have to figure out what I'm going to do about turning pages (there are seven of them, but we might only use six--the choir director says we're going to skip part B, but I think Athena and I might campaign to change that), and I really really want to practice it because it's super awesome and totally fun to play, but our piano is in storage. Oh well.
In a little over an hour, we're going back to the church to meet with the ward's Christmas party committee, and after that, we may or may not be going to a special fireside meeting about family history work. We failed to RSVP (they needed RSVPs because they're providing dinner), but the Family History Director seems to take it for granted that we'll be at everything. What he does not always take for granted is the fact that we'll need a ride. So we'll just see.
And finally, I wanted to tell about the incident Friday night when we failed to get pulled over by the police. We were driving home from the temple, and Steve wanted to stop by In-N-Out and get a milkshake. On the way there, we passed by a sobriety checkpoint, and since none of us had ever experienced going through one of those, we thought it would be neat to see what it was like. So Steve made a U-turn, and we got in line for the sobriety check. But when we got to the officer directing people to the check area, he just waved us through. We all figured that, coming home from the temple, none of us really looked like major drunken partiers. Either that, or Steve gave off a "designated driver" kind of vibe. We were all a little disappointed, but it was probably for the best.
Today I'm thankful for the choir performance turning out well, having a cool new song to practice, getting to try Puzzle & Dragons last night (though perhaps we shouldn't have), getting to see the new things at the temple, and the choir director bringing cookies to our practice today.