Ugh. Wednesday. I've been here for all of fifteen minutes, and I'm ready to go back home now. On the plus side, our group decided to treat us to doughnuts and juice this morning, so maybe the sugar will kick in and I'll feel like actually working. I'm trying to conserve energy for this weekend. Tomorrow night and Friday night I have choir rehearsal for the performance with the Philharmonic Orchestra on Saturday at church. The songs are interesting - "Freedom" from Riverdance, "America the Beautiful", of course, and Paul McCartney's "Freedom". As usual, we're more like backup singers than a choir, but that's okay too. Gives us plenty of time to rest while we're standing on stage grinning like idiots. And after we're finished, Pastor Dave will give his thirty minute talk, then there will be fireworks and watermelon. Sunday morning we do a modified version of the program - the Riverdance song gets dropped, and we add Lionel Cartwright's "Free Indeed." But it means showing up at 6:00am for rehearsal, then doing the same program three times between 8:30 and 11:30. By the time it's over, I'll have laryngitis, but it's worth it. I need to sing as much as I need to breathe - I just hope everyone understands that God said to make a joyful noise - he never said it had to sound great ;-)

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