On Sunday, while we were driving to church, Michael began singing O Holy Night to Jane. (We've discovered that singing aloud soothes her during longish car rides.) I chimed in heartily at the familiar bits like 'Fall on your knees' and 'O night divine,' but got rather lost and wandery through the complicated parts. I was very much impressed at how well Michael knew it. (I always love admiring everything he does better than me.)
Me: How do you know it so well? It's way too complicated for me to remember.
Michael: We sang it quite a bit in chorale, so I've sung it often enough.
Me: A hymn should be simple and singable, with a basic memorable pattern like ABCB, as in I Sing The Mighty Power of God. O Holy Night is way too complex for a hymn.
Michael: Well, then, it must be a her.
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LOL. :)
It's too soon for Christmas music! Don't rush things!
I've been laboring to master the words to "O Holy Night" for years. But I can't run through it now to see if I still remember them, because it's not Thanksgiving yet.
Great line, Michael!
--DJ
That is so funny!! Rose, you married a good man. Oh wait. You already knew that! :-) I love hearing these little vinettes of life with Michael!
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