Monday, January 14, 2008
I think my bishop likes to make church as awkward for me as possible. Of course, it mustn't all be blamed on him. The Boy had a big part in the awkwardness yesterday, too. (Once upon a time at ward prayer, when we'd been dating for only 3 weeks, he decided to tell every one that we had just gotten engaged. If you know me
at all then you know that I don't like to be the center of attention. Having everyone in the room turn to look at my hand to see if there was a ring upon it was really unpleasant and we constantly have people looking at my hand now.)
So Bishop gets up at the end of Sacrament meeting to talk about how Ecclesiastical Endorsements are coming up to be due soon and the requirements of getting them. One of these requirements is that you attend your own ward. He then mentions how Valentine's Day is coming up and people tend to get engaged. Enter Awkward Moment where
the entire ward turned to look at me and The Boy. It didn't help any that Bishop was smirking. Thanks, Bishop. Thanks.
