Christmas Concert

Last night I got to go to the Christmas Concert on Temple Square, featuring the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, singer David Archuleta, and the Orchestra and, of course, the Bells on Temple Square. Having David in the Bells definitely has its perks. :-) We were in the seventh row from the front. I could actually see people's faces on stage!


The performance was amazing. Goosebumps, I tell you. David Archuleta was so fantastic. When he was on American Idol, I wanted him to win (sorry David Cook fans), but hearing him live was even better. That kid has got a fantastic voice. And I’m a bit of a singing snob. But he is so right on with the pitch. All the time. And when he was even doing the pop-sounding slides and whatnot, he even had that under control. I never had to guess what note he was trying to sing. I loved it. 


And he’s just such a cute guy. You could tell that he’s still an inexperienced and young singer, because he didn’t quite know what to do with himself on stage. He did these cute little waves to the audience, and was just in shock and awe that he was singing with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir and the orchestra and the bells. It was endearing.


My David was great too. I love watching him play because he looks like he is having so much fun. He was beaming last night. :-)


But most importantly, the concert really set me in the Christmas spirit. I know, that should’ve happened way before the week before Christmas, but December is such a busy month. It’s easy for me to think of Christmas as only a welcomed vacation, or a day that we’ll finally get to play the Wii game we bought for ourselves on Black Friday. I was grateful to be reminded that Christmas is a time for giving and family and a time to celebrate the birth of the Savior.


I wish I could've recorded the whole thing and could post it for everyone to see, but I don't think it would be the same anyway. I hope you all have found your own way to feel the Spirit of Christmas and hope it's a joyous season for you. If we don't post next week, Merry Christmas. We love you all!

Thanksgiving Point annual pass giveaway

A friend of mine has a fun blog, and she's giving having a Thanksgiving Point annual pass giveaway. It runs through 12/20/2010. If you're interested, here's the link. Good luck!

http://sherbetblossom.blogspot.com/2010/12/giveaway-thanksgiving-point-annual.html

Christmas Impromptu

To fill our time this December Sunday afternoon, Karen and I are going to write a Christmas story, alternating one line at a time. This is a first attempt at such an endeavor, so try not to judge, but you may laugh if you please. Okay, here goes. David (I) will start:

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, every body was scurrying to find the lost blouse.

They thought it'd been laid on the bed with great care. But, oh no! They looked, and the blouse was not there.

The children all looked behind each their beds, but all that they found was hair their cat shed.

But without mamma in her Christmas blouse and me in my sweater, we may as well put St. Nick in fetters.

No problem, said I, and rushed right outside, to snap up the sewing machine, my wares to apply.

Get me some glitter! and it was there in a flash. We need some bangles, buttons, a sash!

The blizzard of fabric blurred like it was snowing, till the machine stopped its humming, it finished its sewing.

When what, to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature elf with a helmet and spear!

Hey buddy! he said, Have you seen my girl Cheddar? She wanted to drive, but I wouldn't let her.

And now, I dare say, she's running around, with a splendiferous shirt she claims that she found.

Then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof, the miniscule grunting of a little girl's, "ooph."

And then with a tumble, she fell at our feet in the sparkliest blouse you ever will meet.

The glitter--how it twinkled! The bangles, how merry! The sash curled like roses, the button a cherry.

It's found! cried I. The slippery blouse! And so I invited those rascally elves in the house.

The elf sprang to his feet with helmet and spear, and from our backyard was heard a great cheer:

Merry Christmas to all, let's have some root beer!