Okay, but can I first just tell you about how bad we/(I) messed up on our/(my) talk(s) at church.
We/(I) messed up so bad that guess what callings we got? Activities committee members. That was our(my) punishment! And the bishopric says they're looking forward to a Christmas Luau.
YIKERS! I wish I had paid more attention at the Polynesian Cultural Center when they roasted that pig thingie in that ground thingie.
We/(I) actually messed up so bad on our talk(s) that we got TWO callings. We're teaching Sunday School too! Ahhhh! The 14-15 year olds. Ahhhh!
But I already have my first lesson planned: Rock Climbing the chapel wall.
And while we're climbing I'm going to pop in some Miley Cyrus It's the Climb into the boom box behind the sacrament table. That's a really spiritual song if you think about it, and it can easily accompany any gospel lesson.
I've officially decided that my ward is uber cool. You would not believe what happened. When we said "Aloha, brother's and sisters!" They all said, "ALOOOOOHA!" back.
Each time we said it, they said it LOUDER. And they smiled when they said it. If I liked adverbs I would say they smiled HUGELY! But I despise adverbs so I will just say they BEAMED!
So after my kids were done speaking I got up (and I think this might be where I messed up) and instead of saying ALOOOOOOHA at the top of my lungs, I yelled "WE GOT the SPIRIT, YES WE DO! WE GOT the SPIRIT, how 'bout YOU!"
And would you believe it, they yelled it right back. And some of them even got up and did a herkie.
It was awesome! My new ward may be weird, but they are wicked awesome weird!
(So do you think that's why we got called to be on the activities committee?)
Drat! My hub is dragging me off to bed. (such a kill joy!) I'll hafta tell you more about my gigi tomorrow.