Funny TBone story below.... must read sidebar/history first.
So I got called into YWs yesterday. I'll be the Laurel advisor. I was in YWs for the first 10 years of our marriage and then we moved here and I was in Primary as a teacher or in the presidency for over a year and then most recently I was a teacher in the RS and on the Activities Committee.
I liked Primary. Nothing like showing up and entertaining a million kids for two hours every Sunday. Well, at least it made the time go by sooperdooper fast. At least. But it definitely gets old fast. Dare I say faster than I was in there. ::ahem::
And, let's be honest here, I am very much not the Relief Society type. I know, shocker, right?
Gty's summation of the situation?
"So, you don't like teaching people who are smarter than you or dumber than you."
This brings me to Young Womens. We see eye to eye. We have about the same amount of scriptures memorized. We like the same music. We think the same things are funny. See where I'm going with this?
I'm back where I belong.
Now for the TBone story.
So I went to YWs for the first time on Sunday and after church was over TBone came strolling into the YWs room as if he had found me there every Sunday for a year. I said "How did you know I was in here?"
T: I was walking by and I recognized the flowers on your dress....
Me: Ah, good thinkin'.
T: ...and that thing on your face ::pointing at an unfortunate zit I have on my cheek at the moment::
I mean, why not just recognize my ACTUAL face, right?