My Mom plays the flute for festival of lights. She generally always takes a few days off from work in order to deal with the exhaustion of the show so I can only imagine how tiring it can be. My mom has done it for years though so she knows when she needs to take off and when not to.

Good luck with the singing and remember all of those well taught lessons that Prof Burghart taught us!

Oh, goodness. I need to stop neglecting Xangas.

Anyway, how was church? Arg. Well, let's just say that there was only one service, so the entire congregation that wasn't out of town was there, and the place was packed. And of course, Mickey Burroughs, whose official title I don't know but seems to be pretty much the second-in-command guy DEFINITELY included a certain event in his announcements.

"I'm seeing some glitter over in the orchestra section!" He said. "Hold it up!"

All eyes on me accompanied by applause for the next ten minutes. (More realistically, it was probably about fifteen seconds. That's a long time.)

Yep. That's how church was.