So I went to church yesterday, and there was no greeting time!!! --hang on, I'm doing the happy dance right now-- Ok... I'm back. So, I didn't really notice as I was sitting there before church with the boy, but looking back an awful lot of people came up to me and said hi and shook my hand. I remember briefly in between "No son, put your spider man away" and "No son, we are not going to utter the phrase poop butt in church, it's not appropriate" I remember thinking... wow... that's like the 5th person to say hi to me this morning, they must be getting used to us. So my friends slide into the pew next to us, we do the usual service thing, and right before the Pastor starts my friend leans over and says... "There... no hugging, what else do we need to take care of?" CRACKED ME UP... because until that point I didn't even miss it. It didn't even occur to me that it was gone. I doubt anyone else missed it either. Ok that's what I'm going to tell myself since I may feel a weeee bit guilty that it's gone.. but the overwhelming calm it brings is taking over the guilt by leaps and bounds! :)
After church on Sunday we headed out to the church picnic. Now most of the time these little forays are not my thing unless I really know EVERYONE in attendance. (I like a good party, but I like a party where I know a majority of the attendees.) So maybe it was out of guilt... maybe it was because I was soooo lazy the day before I felt the need to take advantage of the nice weather. Maybe it was because I knew if I went home, I would collapse into bed and sleep the day away again, either way I have to say thanks to my friends who let the boy and I tag along with them. Because if they weren't going, and if they didn't check in to see if we were going I can assure you I would not have shown up. (I can talk myself out of just about anything) But the boy had a bawl playing with the kids, and running around like a crazy man. And it was nice getting to know the different people there. I even stuck around a little bit after my friends left because... it was all about extending outside of my comfort zone!
So see, Stacey, you should be proud! Not only have I been going to church regularly, but I've entertained the Pastor and his wife at my house, ousted hugging during the regular service, and attended a church picnic-- which I brought grandmas' chicken cashew salad to, and everyone loved it so I was back in their graces by 3pm. --- Nothing but trouble I tell ya, I'm nothing but trouble! :)
Church picnic down... hugging out... next step... world domination...... mmmwwwaaahhhaaahaa **stokes cat and chortles **
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