You're joking, right?

I LOVE music! Like seriously LOVE it! I sang in competition choirs all through school but, for church, I've been in the orchestra since I picked up my flute over a decade ago and I've been in the same choir for 12 years. I also started conducting and teaching our Sunday School choir this year. Once Wren's due date was certain, a decision had to be made of when I'd cease all the music activity and Christmas Day was pegged as D-Day...Done Day. I'll be doing all three on Christmas morning before taking a long sabbatical.

My choir master, Neville, and I have a great working relationship. He's pretty bummed that I'm out of the choir soon so, he's been assigning cool solos for me to sing on big occasions. Last night, on a whim, he teams me up with my good friend Gen for a "golden oldie" on Christmas Day and it shall be our grand finale.

After practice, I had a good chuckle with Neville. He said he decided to let me have at the solo because I assured him I can still comfortably pitch the notes at the top of my vocal range. He figured I should leave the choir "on a high note" and he wasn't joking. To quote my cousin Carla, "That's beastly!"

This is Wren's Christmas wake-up call LOL!