Since I am really new in the ward (hello, week two!) I am finding myself in a delicate balance.
The `aspie' in me likes to sit back and observe until I feel comfortable enough to start really interacting.
However I also know that if I take too long to do that, I'm not going to really meet people and make friends and thus make it hard to stick...so another part of me tries to take the bull by the horns, go up to total strangers and quip , "Hi, I'm Jett. I'm new." and hope a few of those stick and I actually make friends.
So far I seem to be balancing pretty well. I knocked out a few little cartoon doodles in Sunday School and sacrament meeting which wound up getting some attention and I couldn't help but feel that while in many respects my drawing is a crutch in getting to know people...`that ain't necessarily a bad thing.' There are worse reputations to have and okay, I'll be honest. I love being known as "that funny cartoonist." I mean, heck, it's sure unique!
Anyway, it turns out that the choir is its own bona fide Sunday school CLASS... they have a small lesson at the beginning and then they spent the rest of the class working on their singing.
Sign me up.
I really miss the Institute choir I was in while in Seattle and many times (pretty much nearly always,) I had a better spiritual experience on Tuesday night Institute choir than I did during the Sunday block.
Choirs are amazing...I love feeling like a part of a whole and feeling the music around you like a tangible thing.
Later in the day I went to my sister's in laws for an Easter dinner and a birthday party for my beautiful niece who recently turned five. It was fun to see my sister's in laws. They are fun people and very gracious.
O did pretty well on her birthday presents. She got a My Little Pony Play Do set...and could that BE any more perfect for a 5 year old pony obsessed princess? My parents got her this cute little crocheted purse with an Andy Jackson inside and I got her a little Disney princess purse with a card inside. Inside the card was a certificate that said:
This certificate is good for ONE BIG FUN DAY WITH AUNT JEANETTE. She was excited and raced over to give me a hug. ALL worth it, baby. YEAH.
Mighty S turned and looked at me. "Can I come too?"
"No...this is just for O's birthday."
'Can *I* have a big fun day with you on MY next birthday?"
Hee hee. I rule.
A few years ago I took Mighty S on a Big Fun Day. We went to the planetarium and then to a movie and then to Grandma and Grandpa's before going home. We had a good time and I have wanted for a while to take O on her own Big Fun Day. I wanted to be sure she was old enough to go and so I figured five was pretty good but I also cleared this several weeks ago with her mom. I didn't want to tell O, "Yes, you are going to go on a Big Fun Day with me," and have wyckhurst say, "Uhhhh....REALLY?!"
And what will we be doing on this particular Big Fun Day you might ask?
Well, I am going to go pick her up, possibly spend some of the day at Grandma's house but the thing I am really planning is to take her to a ceramic place near where I live.
There you can buy all sorts of ceramics and paint them and they will kiln them for you right there. I am getting her a plate and a saucer and a mug so she can paint her own dish set. She is so creative and good with color I am happy wondering what wonderful dishware she will make. And for a very, very, very long time she will have her own dishes and remember her five year old birthday Big Fun Day with Aunt Jeanette.
As I have said earlier, I love Easter. I love that it is not as big a stressful time as say, Christmas. I love that the earth feels clean and new. I love sitting in church and hearing the music of choirs marinate around me. I love taking the time to reflect on the life of Jesus Christ and think about justice versus mercy and how without a mediator they will be forever at odds.
I love Easter because it humbles me and makes me grateful that God so loved the world.