Here we are a week before Christmas, and we are still without snow. Last year, we had 3 snow days by now. At least that means that neither Charista nor myself have had to challenge the white stuff in our newly used economy sized mazdas. I’m pretty sure my tires were not meant to tread the slippery stuff. Now we’ve had some snow, but nothing substantial. It is probably a good thing though, because all of Nebraska’s population got pretty depressed with Wisconsin like levels of white fluff last year. I heard so much complaining, you would have thought that God had cursed our land. Frosty would be so disappointed with us all.
Last week marked my second Christmas concert as choral director at Concordia Jr/Sr HS in Omaha, my first as a married man. I’d say we had a tremendous success. Everyone showed up, most all moved their mouths to the music, and the concert ended with a standing ovation… one that we asked for on account of closing with the “Hallelujah Chorus” by Handel. The gym was packed and much fun was had by all. Even a little baby smiled in joy… after he puked all over the floor. He probably felt much better to get whatever he had out of his system.
Charista has been working hard with her masters classes at Creighton. She’s completed her first term and is now in her second. She has classes 4 nights a week now which means that we see each other weekends and during sleep. After receiving A’s in both of her first classes, she is continuing to work toward a career that will help me to entertain hobbies such as singing. I’m itching to get into the masters program myself. It may not come for another couple years, but when it does I’ll be ready. I’m planning on getting my masters in Vocal Performance. I’d like to sing opera professionally wherever I can. Hopefully we’ll see what that means in a few years.
Last week, Charista ran in an inter-squad track meet at our alma mater, Concordia University Seward. This track meet also included any alumni who wanted to compete. Charista ran in the 60 meter dash and competed in the long jump. 7 months without working out didn’t seem to make much of a difference as she wasted the competition, winning both of her events. Being in Seward meant that we also got to see some our friends who remain in the quaint town that we called home for our college careers.
PS… our apartment is currently clean, so come and visit soon.
