Why I Love Sunday School

Did I ever tell you that I had a blind date at church? I did. It sounded like a totally safe idea at the time because there's no pressure to talk when you're in church...always a plus for me. Although repeating that now sounds a little blasphemous now. Oh well if I didn't get struck for it then, I'm probably OK. But I digress.

My date showed up just before sac. Let me preface this by saying that he had asked if I wanted to attend his ward or mine. I said mine, which was probably not the better of the two options, but I had made a prior commitment which prevented me from attending when his ward started.

We walked in together and sat down, he didn't sit too close which was nice, but we didn't talk much as mentioned earlier. Sac is not social hour...although there are some who demonstrate otherwise. So sitting there I was wearing flip flops and had my legs crossed. He reached over and slapped it off my foot from behind. Oh yes, it went flying forward. I was completely embarassed. Thankfully we were sitting in the sinners and horse theives row(aka the back row), so I retrieved the shoe with little ado.

The remainder of sac was not very eventful other than I noticed he kept staring at my hands which were folded neatly over the hymnal in my lap.

After sac we headed to Sunday School where he told me that he was making dinner for him and his roomies, and would probably have to leave early. No biggie. I don't remember anything about the lesson other than who was teaching. I have "old people" scriptures. The bigger than the standard ones. They're the size that you get when you're an HP I think it's a rule of some sort ;)

I was sharing with him because he didn't bring his, he had reached out his hand to look read along as well.

OR SO I THOUGHT! With both of my hands positioned under the book and one of his under it as well he kept touching my hand! I was so flustered I couldn't even focus on what was being said! Me with my limited experience was all Is he trying to hold my hand or what!?!? If he is I'll let him take it...I'd be okay with that.

He went in several times for the kill, but never successfully executed. I was not positive at the time that that was his aim, but had it confirmed several weeks later when talking to him about it. Somewhere in there he also said I had "hot" hands. I'm thinking he meant hot as in hawt not like sweaty nasty.

Take that for what you will.

I still laugh about it.