Well, our temple has been officially celebrated! (now maybe I will have time to attend it).
Friday night was the culmination of a LOT of hard work. I was asked to help choreograph and teach the youth a pioneer dance for the "Day of Celebration" at the conference center. I'll be honest. I said yes for 3 reasons. 1) I wasn't totally in charge...others were there to do the business end. 2)How often do I get a calling that uses a talent I have....like never. and 3) How cool to choreograph something the prophet sees.
Choreographing for 200+ kids was a new challenge for us. Also, putting kids in at last minute (and I mean last minute) so that they wouldn't leave the church was difficult for all of us. But, we did it, grumpy football players and all. It was really fun, but if I don't see a handcart, flag, or a teen from our stake ever again, it might be too soon.
They did great! Despite the Conference Center officials (whom I was really was disappointed in) messing up our music during almost every rehearsal, they nailed it. It was a beautiful celebration from start to finish. Very fun, very spiritual, and I am amazed at the talent and strength of our youth. Everyone loved it, except for my grumpy old man neighbor who decided to tell me at church how awful the whole program was (he watched it at a stake center.... I don't think he got the whole effect). Don't worry, Paul. I was only responsible for 3 minutes of it.
I got to work with the greatest ladies (one was my former cheer coach at the Y) and really got to know the personalities (and scarier sides) of some of the stake officials. Please don't judge me by this picture. I am turned to the side, 5 months pregnant with my 4th child, and standing next to very skinny dancers.