Friday, June 17, 2011

Church Cryers




One of the downsides to blogging, is trying to think of interesting things to blog about. Which is why it's been so long since my last one. Unless you find sitting in the cold in the middle of June, huddled in coats and blankets to watch Trey play ball interesting, there hasn't been much to blog about. So I'm forced to revert back to my memory bank of 'Funny things that happen to other people.'



(Just so you don't think I'm completely mean-spirited, I did ask for permission before sharing this story.)



If you recall from a few posts back, my cousin had a public meltdown. Yes, this is the same cousin who has a hard time keeping friends, on the account that they all move away, not because she's a lousy friend, cuz she's not. Just wanted to clarify.



It happened while attending a Relief Society function where she sat down to a lovely dinner

with her sweet friend Diane. During the course of the meal, her friend let slip those dreaded words..."I'm moving."



I believe everyone has their own breaking point; the straw that breaks the camels back, so to speak. This was Faun's, it was just too much. She LOST IT, in front of EVERYONE. She started to cry, and couldn't stop. Everyone was looking at her, wondering who just died. She so desperately just wanted to go home, cause we all know it's impossible to have a good cry in public. It's just too hard to force down a sob. Diane and Faun's mom convinced her to stay so she would't miss the speaker, but she wasn't too keen on the idea of parading through the cultural hall with her swollen eyes and drippy nose to reach the chapel. So her and Diane snuck out through the other door, walked around the church in hurricane force winds, and upon reaching the back doors of the chapel, found them locked! Tugging and pulling at the doors not only got one persons attention, it got everyones attention! And as someone opened the door to let them in, all heads were turned and eyes glued on the person who was making all the noise. There she stood, in all her "bawl boobing, red-eyed, snot dripping glory!" What a way to make an entrance. Quoting one of her favorite phrases, "Poor little lamb".



Did I ever tell you about the time I was crying in the church? I mean the other time? It was during sacrament meeting. I was not feeling well, and was not looking forward to flying out that evening to do a training in Las Vegas the next morning. To top it off, it was Chelsea's birthday that day, and I was feeling sorry that I couldn't stay for her birthday dinner. After the closing song and prayer, I didn't want anyone to see me in my red splotchy faced condition, so I stayed in my seat, wishing I was invisible. Chelsea came over, and upon seeing my face, asked "Why are you crying?" So I let her in on my little pity party, and before I knew it, she was crying. I didn't realize she was so sensitive to her mother's feelings, so I asked her, "Now why are you crying?" In which she replied..."I'm pregnant!" Now she's crying and I'm smiling! It turned out to be a wonderful day afterall.

By the way, that's pretty much the way it happened the second time too. Just not at church.














5 comments:

Susan said...

Awe, it wasn't even a surprise to me and it made me cry! Congrats again, Grandma!

Oh, and poor Faun, she sure knows how to make an entrance!

B+N said...

Oh my gosh that is AWESOME!! You are such a great writer. Congrats Chels!

Melanie and Daniel said...

How fun! Congrats!!

GGMa said...

Great story. Just think how much fun it will be with 2 grandchildren. There just a little bundle of love. Better get quilt making.

Faund Images said...

OH MY GOODNESS! I am jealous!!! Congratulations and when is she due? You never call, you never write... You are going to be a grandma AGAIN before me! Who'd a thunk?

Love ya!