Last night Ray and I went to an improv comedy show called Jester'Z. We went with Melanie and her family and it was really fun! I have't laughed that hard in a long time! It's great because it's clean but still so funny. I will need to go again. I've been taking life too seriously lately!
My dad loves festivals, all sorts of festivals. So on Monday we made our yearly venture to the Renaissance Festival. One year my dad even swung by the Greek Festival on the way home from the Renaissance Festival. I went on the bungee trampoline and did a few moves, but nothing as amazing as Bethany's performance last year. My mom said she looked just like Peter Pan.
Ray and I saw Ailey II last night at Chandler Center for the Arts, and it was awesome! They are a modern/jazz dance company. Ray bought the tickets for me for Christmas. Wasn't that a thoughtful gift? It was excellent and the dancers were so strong and flexible (I really need to get back in shape)! I was reminded why I love the art of dance so much. Dance is such a great way to convey emotion, and I'm so grateful for the role it has played in my life. They did some newer pieces , as well as some of Alvin Ailey's original works, like Revelations, which was choreographed in 1960 and set to gospel music. Here is the link if you want to see bits and pieces of that one: http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWJzSP7irwM
I was grateful to be able to watch President Hinckley's funeral yesterday. What a wonderful example! I especially liked Pres. Eyring's comments about how optimistic President Hinckley was, and how this was a direct result of his unwavering faith in Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. He would always say, "Things will work out". One of my favorite quotes from Pres. Hinckley is this one: "I am asking that we stop seeking out the storms and problems of life, and enjoy more fully the sunlight." I can definitely improve in this area. I'm afraid I'm a "storm seeker" most of the time, and I really want to change that. I'm going to try to follow his example and be more positive!
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was here and that I really lived." -Marjorie Pay Hinckley