"I will follow him, follow him wherever he may go"

So, I have a friend who always said he would never play D&D because he had drawn a line. No matter what other "nerdy" things he did he would not cross over to D&D. 

Well, I had drawn a similar line in life about another issue, and just like him, I have recently crossed it.

This brings me to the texting conversation I just had with my roommate.
I was complaining that I was put together today, ya know, dress, makeup, jewelry, but I had absolutely no where to go. She asked me what the special occasion was...well it's Sunday. I grew up with the dated view of having "Sunday Bests". Now, I don't really believe this, I think you can go to church in a carpet bag as long as you go. I do believe you should be respectful and not wear mini skirts and boob tops....I mean it's church, you shouldn't temp people to have lustful thoughts IN CHURCH...that's for the clubs...as usual I digress...anyway I dress up for church. I like to look pretty for the Lord. 

(But after church....after the even you dressed up for that only lasted an hour...what do you do?)

Which is basically what I told the roomie. She asked if I had met any available bachelors...which got me thinking...

The answer was no, I never meet anybody at church. I mean that's the best place to find a good man, right? Someone who agrees with you on some important things? So I was trying to figure out how one would "meet" someone at church when there is no parish function or fellowship after mass. 

I came up with some scenarios that had me rollin...you may just roll your eyes but I amused myself at my cleverness and wanted to share it with the world. (you know, my one faithful reader, love you bestie!).

The story of how we met at church:

"There was a spark during the sign of peace"

"Got a little too close in the communion line"

"Brushed hands as we reached for the holy water fount"

"Walked in on you in the confessional"

"Caught your sleeve on fire at the votive candles"

ok, ok, the last two were a stretch, but really? How do you meet someone at church when you walk in to praise the Lord and then go back home? It's a mystery to me. Maybe when you're supposed to meet them, God pushes them your way. I guess I'm ok with that answer.