Well yesterday was a typical Sunday
right up until the time church started.
After Sunday school darling hubby promised to save a seat
as I finished gabbing with my fellow teacher friends.
As I entered the church and headed to the same location we have been sitting in for more than 15 years he was no where to be found.
I stopped still in my tracks.
This is where we always sit.
Where could he be?
Who could he be talking to?
I thought I lost him.
And there he was half way across the church on the otherside.
me - what are you doing over here?
dh - this is where we are sitting
me- why? we sit over there
dh - not today there's no room
me - well huff!
dh - you can't hear over here?
me - I suppose
(giggles were exchanged)
Is there anyone else out there that has their own seating area?
Am I alone here?
I'm such a creature of habit
So church begins and I'm still a little disorientated
but as always I love to people watch.
NOW I know there has to be someone with me on this one!
If you go to my church
and you have a new haircut or a new pair of shoes
I am bound to notice.
Yep I am "one of those"
It's hereditary ~ my father's side (ha)
I listen, I pay attention, I promise.
Because sure as the world someone will ask me something
and I sure would have hated to miss it ;0)
Well it wasn't before long darling hubby noticed my head is no longer turning ~ it was stuck;
fixated in one spot
dh - what are you looking at?
me - him
dh - him who?
me - I think that is Sylvestor Stallones double
dh - WHAT?
me - Sylvestor Stallone. Doesn't that look just like him?
dh - No. No that is not Sylvestor Stallone
me - well it could be
dh - maybe 20 years ago
me - he must be new
dh - no he's not new, you just don't sit over here
hummm, so my hamster cage is spinning
what else have I been missing?
Thirty minutes pass
the homily is over
communion is recieved
and there are hymns being sung
dh - now what are you looking at?
me - him
dh - him again?
me - I think his sweater is wrong side out
dh - we are not sitting over here again!
Yep a typical Sunday at Church
So does Sly go to your Church?
Enjoy your day!
Sharon