Thursday, December 9, 2010

I Was On A Roll, People

While I'm at it, I may as well tell you about what happened to me at youth group last night (after the early release debacle).  Let me tell you, I was on a roll yesterday.

My husband had just taught a great lesson to the high school students and we were off to small group to discuss it.  I sat on this old brown rocking chair/recliner thing from around 1970, because that's the stuff youth buildings are made of.  People take their oldest furniture and say, "Hmmm, what should I do with this piece of junk?  I think I'll either throw it in the trash or see if the youth pastor wants it for the teen building."  And of course the youth pastor jumps on it because it's free. Trust me, I know these things.

So anyway, I'm sitting on this brown velvet chair that wants to rock/recline and notice it feels a little too eager to do so - like, I feel rather unstable.  Sort of like I could fall backwards at any moment. I mention this to the girls, which leads into a discussion of funny and embarrassing falling moments.  I am telling them one of my classics and am literally in the middle of saying "I fell flat" which came out "flaaaaaaaaaaaaaat" because at that instant that old brown velvet chair did decide to fall backwards.  

I mean, it completely tipped over, causing my head to hit the windowsill (ouch) and then force me to land flat on my back with the bottom of the recliner facing the door and my legs and feet standing in a 90 degree angle.

I promise I am not making this up.

Did I mention I was wearing short little cowboy boots?  With Honey Nut Cheerio socks because it was freezing out and that's all I had clean?  Imagine the sight.

Girls were screaming, laughing, freaking out, laughing some more.  One girl fell off the couch she was laughing so hard.  My fellow leader (a nurse) made sure I was okay because she had heard my head hit the windowsill, but then had to run out of the room to the bathroom because she was laughing so hard she didn't want another accident, if you catch my drift.

All the while my poor husband is trying to teach a lesson to the middle school students with all this chaotic noise and screaming laughter coming from our small group room, which is right off the main room.

Somehow, he was not at all surprised when he heard what happened.  The man knows by now what he got himself into.

So there you go.  Chaos, pure and simple.  And yes, I am very sore with a whopper of a headache today and according to another nurse friend who was there that night I will probably be even more sore the next day or two.


P.S. This picture has absolutely nothing to do with this story, but somehow it just seemed to fit.



  1. I read this and was laughing very hard because although I was not there I could clearly picture the event happening. I cannot wait to come back and see you, Jimmy, and everyone else at First Missionary. Hope all is well!

  2. hahaha! Great post! I am betting that his small group wished they were in on YOUR small group when they heard the fun!!
    And, yes, the picture definitely DOES go with a conk on the head story!