Family Date Night

Mom's friend got tickets to a concert, then could not go. She said, " I never win anything and I won these and cannot go." She gave mom the four tickets and parking pass. Tonight was our family date night. Dad picked up grandma and brought her back to join us for a chicken stir fry dinner before heading north on our date night. Mom read aloud from Anne of Green Gables on the way to Salt Lake. Dad, mom, my 90 year old grandma, and I went to the concert. It was the Mormon Tabernacle Choir Pioneer Day Commemorative Concert, commemorating 100 years of recording. We had awesome seats in the second section back to the left of center. I sat next to mom. The concert was a blast-- beautiful music, colorful stage, and I got to listen to the prophet.

Dad got the car, as mom and I walked grandma from the Conference Center and down to West Temple to meet him. On the way home, mom read aloud from Anne of Green Gables and the two of us played our favorite car games- A as in Draper.... and I am A... and I am from A... and I like A...When we got home, we were hungry and had cold stir fry.

Jon Schmidt Afganhistan Orphange Benefit Concert

On March 12th my sister Jennifer called and asked if I would like to go with her to the Jon Schmidt concert. Her husband was sick and could not go with her. I had never actually been to a Jon Schmidt concert and really wanted to. I was hoping there was some how, some way I could go. Then she called.

Jennifer had two of his CD and loved the music. I loved it too. I was glad she called and sad her husband had to be sick.

At the concert I thought they would get right to the music, it would be short, but fun. However, apparently it was a benefit concert for an Afganhistan Orphange, sponsored by TJEd Academy in Lehi. So, we watched a movie about the poor little orphans, with no soes. It was kind of sad. but they had to show it so people would be more aware and help the kids.

When Jon Schmidt got up, before he played music he told us that there was a guy that said that if they raised $500, or was it $5000 (?) the guy would match it. I was happy to hear of the donations and promise to match, but sad about the poor little kids.

I enjoyed the beautiful music from Jon Schmidt and Steven Sharp Nelson (on cello). During the concert Jon Schmidt stopped playing music and tossed small glow in the dark bouncy balls out into the crowd. One went to the back and I got it. I offered it to my niece, but her mother, my sister, declined thinking it might be made of something not safe for a toddler. So, I got to keep it.
After the concert he came into the outer hall and I saw Steven Sharp Nelson and I said to my sister, "That is Steven Sharp Nelson." Then she said, "Turn around." I did and there Jon Schmidt was. I got them both to sign their autographs on my ball. That is the story of the bouncy ball...