It's time for Super Slow Motion

I guess it might be the time of year, going to work when it’s Dark and going home when it’s dark but everybody at Church yesterday seemed stuck in slow motion. Seriously, the kind of singing in sacrament seemed more suited to funeral dirges then anything else. The bishop seemed as equally affected as everybody else, welcoming us at the start of the meeting to the Branch and when announcing a calling, called a sister as ‘Brother.’ Well at least that wasn’t as bad as what happened a few weeks ago when they got the ‘technical terms’ mixed up and instead of calling Non-splitters brothers to the activities committee called him as the janitor instead!

The Sunday school lesson wasn’t much better. Especially when I had a brain freeze of the highest order when the teacher asked a question! Our Sunday school teacher was talking about the Book of Mormon ( as that’s our course this year) and saying how she used to think when she was younger that it was just full of war like “ Games Workshop”, just like GW . I kept myself from making any comments…. (Aren’t you all impressed?)

The super slow motion continued into priesthood. The EQ started off with the Pres asking how many people didn’t have the new manual. Nearly all of the class put they hands up ( in fact the whole of the class barring visitors). The Pres looked confused and said we must have missed last week. Of course missing the actual explanation of they didn’t give them out at all last week. He then proceeded to give us our updated home teaching assignments. And guess what, they have actually given me a new home teaching partner. The Pres was sure of that…..he just couldn’t remember who it was and didn’t have a list for me as it had gone to the High priests group.

He then proceeded to start the lesson by asking who didn’t receive the ensign. Both Engineseer and I raised our hands. He asked us if we knew who the ward magazine rep was. Both of us looked blank (and didn’t know the answer either, Boom, Boom ). He then suggested that we could ring the distribution centre on Solihull and could get the number from the inside of the stake diaries. “ Stake diaries?” was Engineseers immediate query which was said in a tone of “ nobody told me we did those things”. The pres paused then quickly got on with the lesson. I leant across to Engineseer and said quietly “Isn’t it great to be in an organised church” at which point both of us then had to stifle a fit of the giggles.

Anyway it’s YSA FHE this evening. Hopefully we’ll have a few more people turn up then last time. There’s even an outside chance that social might turn up. Here’s hoping.

later!