I sure wish I had something intelligent to say, this is my 100th post (yay!) I’d love to blow your minds with something but I don’t think it’s going to happen. I’m glad that I have stuck with blogging so far, I still enjoy it. It’s been a little sparse lately, but I know I am not the only one who has not been blogging as often… maybe it’s the nice spring weather. I have been outside as much as possible, soaking up the sun and fresh air. Oh, and playing referee for my two kids, making sure my son doesn’t try to run over his little sister on his bike (yes, it’s been semi-attempted).
That reminds me (I have no idea why), I have to tell you a hilarious/not funny at all story. Last week Brad woke me up in the morning and says, I need to tell you something. I really like to have a cup of coffee in me before I hear whatever horrible thing is coming after “I need to tell you something”. But I didn’t have that luxury. I got up and followed him to the kitchen and waited for him to talk. He starts with “I was cleaning out my email folders last night and I was going over some from the sent folder”. Ok, so? “A message that I meant to send to you accidently was sent to our pastor.” I seriously thought he was just trying to scare me. “You’re joking, right? What did it say?” I asked. “No, it was sexual”. Gulp. He showed it to me. It was short, sweet, and to the point… and graphic. It was VERY sexual, like…. not very vanilla sexual. Had I actually gotten that email, it would have made me blush. I didn’t know if I wanted to fall down laughing or die right there on the kitchen floor. Then Brad told me that it was actually sent earlier last Feb. Well, that’s better…I think…is it? I started to think about all the times I had made eye contact and spoken with our pastor, and his wife, who is a casual friend. I said to Brad that maybe the pastor did not tell his wife. Brad said, “no, that’s not the kind of thing you keep to yourself”. Now I am imagining him telling her and they are either laughing their heads off or recoiling in horror. Well, the past few months no one had acted weird with me, and of course, I had been completely oblivious then. So I said, “well, just pretend it didn’t happen then, it didn’t matter before we found out, so let’s just ignore it.” He pretty much agreed, and we went on with our day. You’d think that would be the end of it, right? That’s enough for one day, but no, it’s not the end.
That night, and I had a feeling that this would be coming, Brad said that he felt that maybe he should say something to him about the email. He can’t help himself, it’s just the way he is. He can’t stand an elephant in the room. I told him I would prefer that he didn’t bring it out into the open, but we didn’t talk about it much. The next morning Brad was in a meeting and had a chance to talk with our pastor alone. I don’t know exactly how Brad brought it up, but it was something like “I think I accidently sent you an email meant for Ally a while ago and I just realized it”. The pastor just smiled and said “It happens”. That was it. That is probably the best response that he could’ve gotten. BUT, now he knows that we know that he knows! Some how that is way worse for me. And that is why I will be avoiding them for as long as I can help it.