Sunday, November 30, 2008

Note to Self:

Next time, pay attention to the lesson in Sunday school.

Here's why:
After chewing out my kids for laying down and trying to take a nap, and not listening during sacrament meeting, I ventured into Sunday school.

I sat down next to Brother and Sister O., said Hello, then opened up my scriptures, preparing myself for the upcoming lesson.
I don't know what it is about Sunday school, but for some reason my mind begins to wander. Like the time a few weeks ago when the person sitting next to me whispered to me about the scripture we were on, and broke me from my stupor of thought--wondering if the bishop's wife dyes her hair or if it is naturally that black.
So, today, as soon as the teacher started in about why we need the Book of Mormon in the latter days, I started thinking about the handful of Hershey's kisses in my bag, and wondering how I could grab one, unwrap it and eat it without anyone noticing.
So, I started rifling through my bag, pulling out old used Kleenexes, past sacrament meeting programs and tithing slips, and scratch paper my kids had colored on. Underneath the trash was the old PDA C had brought to entertain the kids.
Temporarily forgetting about my chocolate fix, I grabbed the PDA and turned it on (thankfully it was on silent) and began to play. Eventually I found the scheduling thingy (whatever it's called), and started typing in the coming week's events, proud of myself that I was being so organized.
Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something fall on the front of my shirt. In silent panic, I thought a spider had landed on me and frantically start swatting at my chest. Looking down, though, I saw a single, thin silvery strand of spit. While intently focusing on my task at hand, I had started drooling.
I glanced slightly to my right to see if Brother O. had noticed. Either he was snickering silently to himself, or he didn't see. Thank goodness.
Quickly, I put away the PDA and started listening.

Next time, to save myself the embarrassment, I'll just listen to the lesson.


Trying to Stay Calm! said...

LOL! I have a hard time holding still and keeping attention :)

devri said...

Sunday School, listen yes, but do I understand the langauge they speak... afraid not.

Kristina P. said...

So funny! I have a REALLY hard time in Sunday School.

Mikki said...

ah, the benefits of having a baby or tot to deal with during Sunday School-a great excuse to be focused on something else. And if the lesson becomes REALLY boring, you can always covertly pinch said baby, and have a great excuse to have to leave! ;P

Jan said...

We have great teachers. It saves me. I think it is hard though to stay focused.

da Bergs said...

So... did you ever eat the kiss?

~The Robin's Nest~ said...

You always make me laugh!
I'm back from my blogcation...I was shocked to see that you got your tree up before me!!!!! WHAT is the World coming too? :)

Cynthia said...

Now, see I'm bad because I'm reading that thinking to myself "oh! I should pack an activity for ME to take".

Hey- thanks for the advice on Plantar Fasciitis that you gave me at PF Changs last week. I am wearing different shoes and it's making a HUGE difference. I'll be chucking my sneakers and getting a new pair now. I didn't imagine they were contributing to the problem but they must have been. I might actually get rid of this crap!

Motherboard said...

heh heh heh!

I hadn't wanted to say anything but... :>

WV: puredis.

Erin said...

I have never slobbered in Sunday School.

I have, however, left because I was so bored I couldn't take it anymore.

At least you stayed!

Tink said...

Hahahaha! I laughed out loud on this one! Totally funny. Oh boy, does my mind wander too, but now that I'm in Primary, it's hard for my mind to drift cuz we're constantly doing things. This was a classic. Thanks for the laugh.

Mother Goose said...

OOOHHH my!!! you drooled! LOL
too funny, you must have been really into that PDA!

Andrea said...

There must have been something in the air because my whole fam was having a hard time in sacrament meeting paying attention, and the speakers weren't really all that boring, they were actually pretty good, we just must have had restless leg syndrome or something. But drool huh? Hope you didn't have on anything that needed to be drycleaned. Drool just goes shiney on those kinds of clothes.

Shelle-BlokThoughts said...

SHer...that is totally me! That is too funny. I started bringing my kids' journals to church so that I looked like I was writing thoughts about the's GENIUS!!! :)

tammy said...

So so funny! Sometimes my mind wanders too, and I'm always afraid they'll call on me to give my opinion when I haven't been paying attention and don't know what they're talking about.