Bell Tryouts and to be a Man in the Church

Yesterday, I went to the first audition of "The Bells on Temple Square". The auditions run for 1 1/2 months.

Since they have upped the caliber of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, I thought that this was my chance to participate in my favorite group (I refer to the Choir with a capitol "C")...my voice is not quite to their level, despite good genes, and a lot of enthusiasm.

It was really fun, and I had great hopes. If you have a knack for rhythm and counting music, you are set. I still have great hopes, but they wained a little when I discovered that the room was full of women bell hopefuls (talented and beautiful at that), and they only had two open positions. What they really needed was MEN (apparently to ring the big bells). There were no men present.

Oh, to be a man in the Church. We women have outnumbered men, 20 to 1 since the dawn of time. If I were a man, they would take me if I had a heartbeat. A good, faithful, man is a rare and precious gift. Women are just naturally awesome, I guess. Luckily, I married one of the rare and precious ones.

But I still have hope and another month of tryouts.