Thursday, February 10, 2011

My Mother

My mother has been the source of great entertainment this week. She is a dork, and I mean that in a good way. I live to have my kids call me a dork. I figure if they are calling me that, I must be doing something right. Anyway, back to my mom. She loves to have fun. She and my dad are members of the sons and daughters of Utah pioneers organization. It is pretty much a social organization that meet together to talk about pioneer stories and sing pioneer songs. It is pretty fun. Well at their last meeting, my mother was in charge of several of the activities. One in particular has had me laughing for three days. Every time I think about it, I start laughing. Anyway, you will need a little background to truly understand this. My mother is a nut about music. Everyone knows this, because they have more than likely been invited to sing in a choir by her at least once. She is very active in the music community in her town. She also teaches voice lessons.

Back to the story. At the beginning of the evening for this organization, she had everyone put on a name tag that said Moron. There was a pretty large group of people all with this same name tag. They had dinner, then the program started. My mom, serious as can be, passes out an apple and a tongue depressor to everyone. She then says she is going to audition everyone there for her next choir. She tells them that to be a member of her choir, they would have to show her that they can tap out rhythms on their apple with the tongue depressor. She had a woman playing the piano, and they tapped out rhythms for several songs. What is remarkable is she did not crack a smile, and no one questioned what she was doing. They all thought she was serious. At the end of their audition, she told them they were all going to be members of her moron tap-an-apple choir.

Oh, how I wish I had been there to see this. Better yet, I wish there was a video of it. Can you imagine that on YouTube?

Now you all know where I get my dorky funny side from. I come by it naturally and my mother is to blame. Can I use that as my excuse every time I do something totally crazy?

I asked my kids if they thought I could use this with the youth in our ward. They told me in no uncertain terms that they thought the kids would think I was a total nerd.

All I can say is I just really love my mom and think she is so fun.