Choir

I sang in the church choir for the first time yesterday. It actually exceeded my expectations, though at times it felt surreal being up there with the choir members instead of in my usual spot in the main part of the church. Joining the choir is certainly not a decision I regret. I don't know for sure, but I think all the practicing of the two hymns I've been doing at home over the past two weeks may have been like praying a lot, because I sure have a "joie de vive" over that time and also a huge amount of energy which even cut through snow and cold and yucky weather. And now, for the more secular, though not really, I'll spare a prayer that the Canucks win Game 7 tonight. Fingers & toes -- all crossed.