Ack! What a busy weekend. Besides the Metroblogger meetup on Friday, there was Christmas shopping, putting up the tree, and watching all the Christmas specials we could eat. Grinch, Charlie Brown and Muppets back-to-back… we’re so full of Christmas spirit it’s oozing out every pore… or we ate bad seafood… hard to tell, really… Today we sang the entire “Gloria” by Vivaldi and didn’t suck.
Side “we’re so going to hell” note: During Christmas, the choir processes down the aisle during the first hymn. At the head of the line is a person bearing a golden cross. Pepperkat has that duty this year. We’ve taken to calling it “cross-on-a-stick,” thus our ticket to hell is assured.
Tonight, we are going to see Sherri sing with the Orlando Gay Chorus in their Christmas concert at Rollins College.
Some of my closest friends are people I’ve never even met. (And I’m not just talking about the “oh you read my blog, you’re my friend” thang, neither.) Sherri and I met 10 years ago and haven’t seen each other since (though she lives just about an hour away). And we hadn’t spoken to each other for years, but now are blog buddies. It’s a strange internet world we live in, folks…