Easter and ...Her.
Belatedly, this blog wishes any visitors it might chance to have a happy Easter. The fact that this greeting is belated is due to the blogger's own inability to blog on Sundays and so this is a very subtle hint that I want a laptop.
My church put on a couple of programs--one on Good Friday and one on Easter--and I was involved with both since the youth in my church decided to put on a play and I got dragged into it by my sister.
Actually, I wasn't involved in it at all in the beginning, since I was originally a very minor bit part who could just as easily have been scrapped. In fact I was planning to scrap myself, since I have a bit of a phobia about drawing attention to myself in a crowd.
And then I went and opened my big mouth. Since my previous youth, back in Patience, also did this play, I "knew" how it "should" be done and started offering my unwanted two cents.
Actually it was a lot more than two cents. More like a couple hundred million. In any case, it was eventually decided that the one who kept talking ought to practice what he was preaching and I found myself playing a major role PLUS the earlier bit part, which meant I had to do some quick costume changing. Fortunately it wasn't particularly complicated.
I think it went well, since the church didn't rise up as one, point to me and yell "Excommunicate him!!" (I find I tend to prove things negatively--I call something good when nothing goes bad. It's odd.)
By the way, I think I might actually be crushing. THIS IS ONLY A POSSIBILITY AND PROBABLY SHOULD NOT BE TRUSTED. But I do admit I'm suddenly more sensitive to everything she says. I find myself trying to interpret everything she says in the light of "a possible future". And I keep on looking for signs that it's mutual. Plus I caught myself yesterday wondering if it'd be possible to take her out somewhere--and calculating the cost plus how long it'd take me to save up for it.
This has got to be dangerous territory.
My church put on a couple of programs--one on Good Friday and one on Easter--and I was involved with both since the youth in my church decided to put on a play and I got dragged into it by my sister.
Actually, I wasn't involved in it at all in the beginning, since I was originally a very minor bit part who could just as easily have been scrapped. In fact I was planning to scrap myself, since I have a bit of a phobia about drawing attention to myself in a crowd.
And then I went and opened my big mouth. Since my previous youth, back in Patience, also did this play, I "knew" how it "should" be done and started offering my unwanted two cents.
Actually it was a lot more than two cents. More like a couple hundred million. In any case, it was eventually decided that the one who kept talking ought to practice what he was preaching and I found myself playing a major role PLUS the earlier bit part, which meant I had to do some quick costume changing. Fortunately it wasn't particularly complicated.
I think it went well, since the church didn't rise up as one, point to me and yell "Excommunicate him!!" (I find I tend to prove things negatively--I call something good when nothing goes bad. It's odd.)
By the way, I think I might actually be crushing. THIS IS ONLY A POSSIBILITY AND PROBABLY SHOULD NOT BE TRUSTED. But I do admit I'm suddenly more sensitive to everything she says. I find myself trying to interpret everything she says in the light of "a possible future". And I keep on looking for signs that it's mutual. Plus I caught myself yesterday wondering if it'd be possible to take her out somewhere--and calculating the cost plus how long it'd take me to save up for it.
This has got to be dangerous territory.
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