Breakthrough.
That's what occurred 48 hours ago...
Where you ask?
At Tuesday night church social time.
This is not the official name but I believe it is a descriptive one. This event is not just my "social time"...that time is not limited to one day a week, please. It's not just "church time" c'mon you know that's on Sundays! (Sundays when I'm up before 11am and decide to attend, oops). It is literally church social time, on Tuesday nights. *I must admit this particular pocket of social time is in fact limited to one night a week!
Some might say that the side of me that rises to the surface (like a volcanic, lava-y eruption, most Tuesday evenings post "church social time") is my cynical side. Actually...it's not cynicism...it's realism.
I don't think there are enough gigs or bites (or whatever!) on this site to go into great detail on the subject matter at hand. Nor do I have enough time before my 10pm scheduled slumber...a necessary evil due to an 11-year-old-filled-day partnered with "Ultimate Athlete Capture the Flag," a yoga sesh, some stir fry...and a few Coronas! That's neither here nor there. What I will say is that it is my realist side that thinks things like...
You don't really want to say the word "wonderful" over and over again do you?
Don't act like you didn't just look at my name tag!
Do we have to keep talking? You've dropped the "G word" and "awesome" three times EACH in the last 10 secs! I get it you're a nice Christian boy!
And.... scene.
(I'll stop there)
Why do I continue to attend you ask? Duh. Because I'm a nice Christian girl ;)
This week a breakthrough occurred. An authentic, just awkward enough, male/female interaction. After some non-cynicism-causing, intelligent conversation, the following was said in attempt to plan a night of co-ed cooking (don't give into the confusion, just assume this type of activity is normal for the sake of following the story):
"Yea I'll see you then! Bring your bReast recipe!"
"Excuse me?"
(Little does he know, most likely due to lack of experience, those things go EVERYWHERE with us! We don't have the option to not bring them!)
All kidding aside, as much as I can, the guy looking forward to my breast recipe laughed hysterically upon realizing his insertion of the unnecessary consonant! There were no red cheeks (aside from mine), but instead normal laughter appropriate for a like situation.
One small step for a Tuesday night church social group, one HUGE step for Christian mankind.
That's what occurred 48 hours ago...
Where you ask?
At Tuesday night church social time.
This is not the official name but I believe it is a descriptive one. This event is not just my "social time"...that time is not limited to one day a week, please. It's not just "church time" c'mon you know that's on Sundays! (Sundays when I'm up before 11am and decide to attend, oops). It is literally church social time, on Tuesday nights. *I must admit this particular pocket of social time is in fact limited to one night a week!
Some might say that the side of me that rises to the surface (like a volcanic, lava-y eruption, most Tuesday evenings post "church social time") is my cynical side. Actually...it's not cynicism...it's realism.
I don't think there are enough gigs or bites (or whatever!) on this site to go into great detail on the subject matter at hand. Nor do I have enough time before my 10pm scheduled slumber...a necessary evil due to an 11-year-old-filled-day partnered with "Ultimate Athlete Capture the Flag," a yoga sesh, some stir fry...and a few Coronas! That's neither here nor there. What I will say is that it is my realist side that thinks things like...
You don't really want to say the word "wonderful" over and over again do you?
Don't act like you didn't just look at my name tag!
Do we have to keep talking? You've dropped the "G word" and "awesome" three times EACH in the last 10 secs! I get it you're a nice Christian boy!
And.... scene.
(I'll stop there)
Why do I continue to attend you ask? Duh. Because I'm a nice Christian girl ;)
This week a breakthrough occurred. An authentic, just awkward enough, male/female interaction. After some non-cynicism-causing, intelligent conversation, the following was said in attempt to plan a night of co-ed cooking (don't give into the confusion, just assume this type of activity is normal for the sake of following the story):
"Yea I'll see you then! Bring your bReast recipe!"
"Excuse me?"
(Little does he know, most likely due to lack of experience, those things go EVERYWHERE with us! We don't have the option to not bring them!)
All kidding aside, as much as I can, the guy looking forward to my breast recipe laughed hysterically upon realizing his insertion of the unnecessary consonant! There were no red cheeks (aside from mine), but instead normal laughter appropriate for a like situation.
One small step for a Tuesday night church social group, one HUGE step for Christian mankind.
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