*** Sidenote***It's been about a week now, and everywhere we go together, people do a double-take, and just can NOT get over how much younger he looks without the beard.
"I mean, seeeeeriously," they gush, "you look at leeeeast 10 years younger!"Almost every time the person will then look at me, and say
"Uhhh, you look good, too."and then go right back to gushing a few more comments about The Brain.
Look people, it's ok with me if my husband looks great completely on his own. I don't need your pity compliments. (even though I know you're just trying to be nice)
Anyway I made it through Sacrament Meeting and Sunday School without offending anybody *that I know of* but Relief Society (the women's meeting) is where it all fell apart. There was an older woman that I'd never seen before looking for a seat, and I motioned her over to sit by me. She politely asked if the seat was taken. Wouldn't it be great if I could've just graciously said "I would love for you to sit here."?
But no. No. Graciousness doesn't come naturally to me.
So instead, I told her that she could sit by me if she had any chocolate. Which in my defense, is a perfectly fine thing to joke with the young women about (where I just spent the last 3 1/2 years) - but apparently not so much with strangers in Relief Society.
She looked shocked. And even though I tried to laugh and tell her it was a joke, and she did finally sit down, she would only respond to my questions in yes or no answers. I still don't know who she was.
It's going to take a little work for me to get onto this. I think I'm learning, but in the meantime, I guess we're all going to have to brace ourselves for Sunday.
I just don't want to come home every week saying, "If no one is offended, it must not be Sunday."