Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Food For Thought

So, the Elder's Quorum in our ward switched rooms with the RS because they were too cold in the room with the windows. Now, I feel their pain....literally since I am now forced not only to endure (it's not that bad, I just have my own personal hangups with the perpetual testimony meeting/one upping of who's life is more tragic which seems to have become a trend lately) RS when I struggle to sit there for the entire block regardless, but now in the cold, in a skirt. I'm a tough girl, don't get me wrong. I survived Canada in a skirt. Hear me roar. But what part of this all makes sense to anyone? Not me. Yes, so there are more sisters in the ward which I guess might equate to more body heat? Maybe? I still don't get it.

Sometimes I like the silence. I listen to music at work, and blast my music in the car. At home, there is music or the tv on most of the time. Every now and then I just crave the silence of driving my car without any entertainment whatsoever. To be alone with ones thoughts. Like this morning, that sounded like a swell idea. Sweet silence. What I discovered is that my car is getting increasingly noisy and squeaky, and making a new sound all together foreign to me, and I need to pay that bill that I almost forgot about and I got stressed out. Sometimes, I just like the noise. To drown out everything else. And to live in denial. I like that as well.

5 comments:

Britten said...

I really do hate those kinds of testimony meetings. The majority of the LDS population needs to take Testimony Bearing 101.

As I get older I detest the silence. Sure I like it quiet after the kids go to bed, but "quiet" meaning "I can't hear your little voices whining anymore". I hear you on the whole denial bit...music takes me to other worlds and keeps me in my special happy place full of naivety and star wars video montages.

Britten said...

Oh, in my reply to your comment in my latest post on my blog I sarcastically told you to "shut up" because I already knew you were going to see Imogen and I am painfully jealous. And I already knew you were going because I caught myself up on all your posts since I last got on here and commented on most of them.

Dang...I'm good! I walk that extra mile for my friends! I try and comment on every single one of yall's posts because I want to show you that I care and because I know you want comments!!!! I mean, I post on a blog hoping that maybe two or three souls in this vast universe would give a crap what I have to say and give their feedback. I just want to be loved and accepted and do unto others and all that. *sniff*

Sorry...you don't mind if I vent on here, do you?

Sarah, do you sometimes feel we are the only two people in our little blog world blogging?

Sarita said...

Britten, you can vent on my blog anytime. In fact I encourage it. And yes, sometimes I DO feel as if we are the only ones. Sad to be all alone in the world.....

And thank you for calling me on gloating over the Imogen concert. I just knew that you would fully comprehend the excitment of it all.

Rachel said...

Watch out, here comes Sarita with her squeaky laundry cart...

How in the world did the Elders' quorum get the warmer room? What kind of logic is that? You should start wearing pants and sweaters to church. Or maybe the bishop just knows that RS is smarter and will bring jackets and blankets.

Mikie said...

I have to say that I laughed out loud when I read "sad to be all alone in the world." Makes me want some tap-tap-tapioca pudding or some sauer kraut.

I'm also baffled by your elder's quorum, and this because from my own experience it's the women who are traditionally fussy about temperature. So much for that theory.

Request: if you even see this, it'd be lovely if you changed your blogger settings to show the date when comments were posted to a blog entry ;)