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So, anyone who knows me knows that I have a tendency to stick my foot in my mouth. I think sometimes the 'edit' button in my brain gets temporarily disconnected. I've had two really embarrassing moments this past year, both of which were a result of my, I guess you could say, indiscretion.
The first one happened a few months ago. I was out visiting teaching. My companion and I get along really well. We're a lot alike and the woman we were visiting is about our age and we get along really well with her too. So, we're joking and laughing and having a good time and we're all talking about how crazy our mothers are. The girl we were visiting, Melissa, was talking about how her mom went through this really weird Johnny Depp phase. She was obsessed with 'Pirates of the Caribbean.' So I made a joke about her mom having a poster of Johnny Depp on her door and Melissa said that she honestly did have one for a while. So we were laughing about that. Then I asked, "Are your parents divorced or something?" She said, "Well, they were separated for awhile but my dad just moved back into the house. They still sleep in different rooms, though." Dead silence. After a very long awkward pause, my companion said, "Well, on that note I guess we'll be going." I felt so stupid. Fortunately, Melissa wasn't offended or anything like that. In fact, we started talking again and the visit ended on a happier note. (Sigh) Chalk one up for Angie.
The second occasion occurred just last week at Enrichment. (Perhaps I'm subconsciously trying to sabotage all of my relationships at church). Anyway, there were about six of us sitting at a table and we were discussing pregnancy and how much it sucks. I said, "Adam and I are thinking about a second child but I'm scared. I just don't want to do it. If I didn't have to be sick, I would have eleven children. I'd almost rather adopt." After saying these words, I look up and my good friend, Mo, is sitting across from me. Mo and her husband have been trying to have a baby for nearly five years and they just completed their adoption papers the week before. If I had the power to reverse time, I would have. Fortunately, again, my friend was very gracious and was not offended at all. She said she hears that from a lot of her other friends too. I thought, "Oh, great. I'm just another jerky friend." Idiot! I'm really very thankful that she is so easy-going. I think it bothered me more than her because I apologized again a few days later and she told me to stop worrying about it. Again, it's a wonder that I have any friends at all.