I have a confession. Socially, I'm a bit inept. I'm actually pretty shy if you can believe that, but I can turn it on and be as obnoxious as you please if I'm with old friends. New people give me the hives. So last night, my DH and I start in a new small group at church. All of the women are not there, they're at Bunco (which I tried to play once and found myself too lame to talk, play bunco and move a Diet Coke from table to table -- so not my thing.) Anyway, we are talking about this great verse in Colossians 2:16 about not letting people judge you by what you eat/drink, not having false humility -- all good stuff.
But the leader talks about how there were so many rules that these pagans brought with them, like worshiping the cow god -- for some reason, immediately, I get a picture of the McDonald's glowing, golden arches in my head and I am giggling like nobody's business. I know, it's not funny -- but last night? HILARIOUS TO ME! So now, everyone is looking at me, and I say, "No, no...go on, I was thinking about something funny."
My husband gives me this look and I start bubbling over again, and now I am cracking up. I try to explain what's so funny, which only comes out as more gobbledygook (hence why I write, not speak) and now everyone is watching me, and again, I am laughing and no one knows why -- other than some mental deficiency. So we get home, and I apologize to my DH for embarrassing him in front of new people and explain the neon McDonald's sign and he goes, "OOOH, that's what you were saying. I didn't get that." Yeah um, no one did -- but I had some rousing entertainment. And next week, I get to face these people again. Ugh!
Once, when I was in a figure skating competition. I won first place and I went to get my trophy and I left my skate guards on, and I fell in front of the audience right on my bum. That was such a telling childhood moment for my future ineptitude.