I got to church a little on the early side so I could spend some time working with the music director on a solo she wanted me to perform during the service. Nothing big: just one verse in the offertory anthem we were planning to perform that morning. Unfortunately, she was wrapped up with the children's choir, so my plan did not come to fruition. Nevertheless, the solo went fine, though I suspect that I was outperformed by the eight year old girl who soloed the first verse.
After a light lunch at the church with other members of the choir, we spent an hour rehearing the Vivaldi Gloria, selections from which we will sing in church next Sunday. It's sounding pretty good, especially when you consider that we have several members of the choir who don't read music.
I had to leave that rehearsal a little early to drive to the Cathedral for the second of my three Joy of Christmas concerts. Which again went quite well. There were pieces we definitely performed better Sunday than we did on Saturday, most notably Hodie!, which we had batched so badly he first time. But Angel Fire felt a little weaker. It was well received, but it felt a little off. There was another one, A Child My Choice by Richard Dirksen, which I think may have been a little stronger on Saturday. But niggling details aside, it was a fine performance. One more Joy of Christmas concert to get out of the way tonight, and then it's on to Messiah.
After the concert was over, I decided to skip the singers party to do a little Christmas shopping. And when I say "a little," I mean "almost all of it." It was a remarkably fruitful expedition; I managed to knock almost everyone of the list. Go me!
And to top the evening off, I managed to finish a writing project I'd been working on, off and on, for about six weeks. It feels good having it off my plate at last.