I have weird dreams

I’ve had some pretty strange dreams in my life, but the one I had Saturday night pretty much takes the cake (mmmm, cake).

Part 1: I was the accompanist for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. I can play the piano, a little bit, but I was accompanying on the organ. I told Mack Wilberg that I didn’t know how to play the organ and he said it would be fine and to just start playing. So I did. I must admit, I was pretty good at the organ. I remember playing really, really fast and the Choir did a great job of keeping up with me.

Part 2: I was singing with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir in the Conference Center. (The first part of the dream maybe, could have possibly been true since I can play piano, but I cannot sing!) Sitting behind me was my best friend’s mom and we were really high up. I was so nervous because I knew that I was speaking in a few minutes (I think it was General Conference) and I had no idea how I was going to get all the way down to my seat. So before the performance started, I went and put my coat on my chair on the stand. Then I went to sing and when I got back up to the top, someone was sitting in my seat, the very seat I had just put my coat on to "save." Kathy (the lady behind me) told me just to slowly make my way up front. So I was singing, while walking down hundreds of stairs, and got to the stand. Only I didn’t need to worry about the seat, because by the time I got all the way down the stairs, it was my turn to speak.

And that’s where the dream ends. Kind of makes me wonder what I ate before I went to sleep.