Choir!!

Yesterday I tried out for the choir.
Yup.
Oh the lengths I will go to sing!
I have been loving singing along with the choruses and things in the local Body that I've decided to join in addition to the English house group that I go to regularly- not only do I get surprised by the fact that I've heard a few of the songs in English before, but I also get to praise Him in song with other believers!! It's great! (And it might be the main reason I joined this body... yup, the singing :) )

So- when my friend told me that there were going to be try-outs for a choir... I was like, why not?!

I'm not sure what I expected. But being called into a room, by myself, with a pianist and the director, and being asked to sing... well... a song of my choice... Hmmm.

Pretty much didn't think that one through. Who knew I would have to sing NOT IN ENGLISH!

I mean- I've sung in other languages before. Ones that I've understood, and quite a few that I haven't. (Hello opera voice lessons with the mandatory Italian repetoire of songs a few years ago!) But- to have to sing... here... unprepared... no music in front of me... hm. Yup. Didn't think that one through.
However... the pianist in front of me had also given the sermon that morning and had used a sermon illustration... that he could have only used if he knew some English. (Bingo! for me A) understanding a sermon illustration, no matter how small B) figuring out he had to know at least a smattering of English to give said illustration)
So- I said simply, in my best accent [and probably mixing up the verb 'to sing' with the verb 'to drink' since they sound pretty much the same to me in the present tense in this new language] , "I can sing, "Breathe" in English for you." (We had sung it that morning in worship- of course- not in English. But, I knew that they knew the song!)
Ta-da!
Nobody had music. I sang in English in front of strangers.
When I finished, piano player man complimented me on my voice (in English! he he... he does know English!) The director-lady looked at me... and said, "But, you are going to be singing in ... not English." To which I replied, "I can read not English. And I want to sing." That was the extent of my pleading. (oh... SARCASM ALERT... Don't you wish you were this fluent in another language!?!?!?!?!? )
In the end... I was told to write my name and my phone number on a list.
I think I got in. I think.
And I also now think that practices are on Wednesday nights... Unfortunately, I have a previous commitment... aka: my job.
Seriously?! ?!

new wedding party ideas!

Yesterday morning I was really woken up (I mean, I had already had my coffee... but was still sleepily thinking through my to-do list) by LOUD honking outside my window. So, even though it was probably only about 1 deg Celcius outside... I opened my window all the way, and leaned as far as I could so I could see what was making the commotion!
It was a line of cars!
There were about five or six of them, all with bouquets of tulle and fake flowers tied to the handles of the doors. The lead car also had little boutonnieres lining the shiny, ultra-buffed black hood.
And... after a wait that had my snoopy nose slightly frostbitten... out came the bride!!
Everybody (there was a large group that was dressed to the nines along with the bride and groom- complete with girls in teeny-tiny skirts that defy the cold weather and the men in silver and black suits), clapped for the bride as she walked out and up to the lead car. :D
She was wearing such a large poofy white dress that after her groom had helped her inside the car and then stuffed the rest of her skirt in, he kind of had to wiggle to get into the back seat alongside her dress. :D
Then the whole calvalcade trooped off after another loud blast on the horns.
Oh yeah!