With Wandring Awe

You would think that the Lord's House would be the one place I would be immune from awkward moments, but apparently God gives us agency and lets us be as embarrassing as we please wherever we want to be.
This past week Annalee and I decided to join the ward choir.  Why? I have no clue.  According to the roomies I have a coffeeshop voice (No idea what this means, but it reminds me of Phoebe from Friends singing Smelly Cat in the Central Perk. Ha.)?  So let's just assume that singing is not my forte.
This Sunday was our ward Christmas program, and so the choir sang three lovely songs between talks. After one particular heart-wrenching talk given by one of my studly FHE brothers, I was under the impression that the choir was going to sing our final hymn.  I get up, walk out of my row, and proceed to walk down the middle aisle towards the stand.  After walking about 15 feet, I realize that no one else is walking with me.  In fact, no one else is getting up out of their seats at all.  I look back at Annalee and Julie, who are in the choir as well, and notice they are painfully trying to resist from laughing in a silent Sacrament Meeting.  I run back to my seat and try to keep from giggling myself at the whole event.  On the plus side, I walk very well in heels.

--Sadie

Merry Christmas

One particular night my beautiful lady friend Renae asked me to go out dancing with her and I was so down. So I danced and no boys danced with me and so I left.  Who's going to stay at a dance when no boys are hitting this up? when I have sexy lover waiting in my apartment?

Like, I mean c'mon. I'm a sexy beast.

Anywho, I came home and no one else was home.  So I put my hair up and started to wash my makeup off. I was scrubbing my face down with my rough towel and then I had that tight feeling in my bladder.  It was like "ooh great I have to pee" so I did what any other sane person does when they have to use the restroom. I undid my pants.

I had finished. But let's face it. I'm a lazy woman.  Just straight up I put everything off. Procrastination to the point where I didn't hook my belt and rebutton my pants. What's the point? I'm at home.

...then a horrifying knock on the door.

I thought, "okay, just look through the peep hole" I figured that it was just a room mate that had forgotten to bring their key with.

So.. I look. And there's a dozen people, half girls, half boys. Boys.
They had their backs turned, and I couldn't tell who anyone was.  "Haha," I thought. "I had just misheard the knock on our door for someone else's apartment. They're facing 2211" and I started to walk away.

Then a phrase that made the angels in heaven cry for me: "we see your shadow through the crack in the door, open up!"

So I thought... "Well, maybe it's Jessica and a bunch of her friends, there was a girl with straight brown hair.." and I open the door.

Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom, Christmas carols are being sung to me. My face makeup-less, red and splotchy from my rough towel.  Hair up.  Pants undone. 

I suavely and without drawing attention started to awkwardly button my pants and put my belt on in the shadows of the hall in my apartment in front of these boys and singing girls. To no avail. 

God bless us, everyone. Merry Christmas.

Bun Cake

About a month ago on a Sunday afternoon my roommates and I were in the kitchen making dinner and one of the girls from a neighboring apartment knocked on the door. We all shouted a friendly “COME INNNNN” like we always do when someone comes a knocking. She came in the kitchen and asked if any of us had a Bundt pan. Me and my roommates must have simultaneously had the same thought cross our minds because we all immediately started mimicking Tula’s mother “bond-t" cake scene from My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Someone even exclaimed, "There's a hole in this cake!" Our neighbor was a little surprised, and I think we were too. I love how we are all awesome enough to be able to quote something that amazing at the same time =)

Here's the actual scene from the movie:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WPvO53JHnmY