Duty Calls

Last night was my "other duties as assigned" night at work. I got to supervise the 9th grade band/choir concert and help out as needed. I ended up with a pretty simple job. Push record on the two school camcorders and zoom/pan as the spirit moved me. I was successful in completing my task.

To be honest, I wasn't very excited about having concert duty. It's cold outside. It's dark. I just wanted to stay inside with my sweeties. I had to cancel plans with the small group gang at the last minute, because I had forgotten about said concert duty. I was a bit grumpy upon arrival.

Once the concert started, I had a change of heart. I remembered how much fun it was to play in an ensemble. I remembered that great feeling when the harmony was just right and really beautiful. It took me back. To a time when I was young, naive and had a hopeless crush on this cute, confident trumpet player...who was two years older than me, in Urbandale Singers, and way out of my league. I remembered how much I loved Christmastime in the choir room. The carols. The madrigals. The songs we did every year at THE Winter Concert-- In This Very Room (UHS alums and parents, you know you are tearing up right now just thinking about it), Silent Night in German, and O Holy Night.

I really, really, really hope that Madeline's a band and choir gal. Seriously.

And I'm glad I married that trumpet player.