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Today we had a combined meeting for EQ/RS (missed our fifth Sunday one because the Bishop was out of town). During the meeting, they passed around a sign up sheet for a service activity we do every couple of months. I signed up, and on the sheet, there's a spot that says "Can you bring a friend?" This time, I wrote "probably not..." As I passed it to the girl next to me and her boyfriend, they both started laughing and asked me about it. I whispered, "What? I thought about writing 'I don't have any friends' but I didn't think that'd be appropriate." And we all laughed and laughed really inappropriately...
And a couple of weeks ago, the guys passing the sacrament got all confused and walking in the wrong places and I was working really hard not to laugh as they tried to work it out, and then in my work to not laugh out loud, apparently, the guys walking around could tell and one of them slugged me as he walked past! I called him out on it later, saying that you can't hit people during the sacrament, but he said that I was the bigger sinner for causing him to need to slug me.
Another week, someone had to lead the music who didn't usually, and he spent the first verse and most of the second verse just kind of glaring at everyone--he forgot to sing! When he finally remembered, then I couldn't look at him anymore because I knew I'd laugh.
So yeah...we didn't need evidence of this, but I get the giggles in church on a pretty regular basis.
Sometimes on a delayed basis. :)
Oh my gosh, Liz, you are the BEST! I can totally picture all of this; thanks so much for sharing detailed stories! :) "Probably not." Hee hee!
And then trying to hold back the laughter while the guys are passing the Sacrament? Fantastic! Holding back laughter is the HARDEST. Especially when you know you're supposed to be reverent.
And oh, the conductor. In the ward in which I grew up, the usual conductor got REALLY into it, with shoulders and arms flailing all about, very dramatically, very intense look on his phase. It was insane. You'd kind of get used to it until you had family or friends come into town, and then they couldn't keep a straight face, so you couldn't. It was all just . . . awesome.
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