As I began dabbling my toes in the dating waters, it didn't improve over my last encounter... In other words, the comic strip continued...
Setting:
The back chapel doors at church... Baby blessing this time.... (For those who don't know, a baby blessing in my church is essentially like a christening.)
Segment 1:
DeeDee, accompanied by her two children, surveys the chapel. She realizes that only one row in the whole room has three adjoining seats available. It is at this point that she notices Fellow #1 sitting a few empty seats down on the same row.
** I realize that at this point, some of you may be thinking, "Well, DeeDee... that's convenient. Sit down, scootch on over, and flirt shamelessly. It's providence!" Some of you may have forgotten the stranger's lap, the wall that I narrowly missed, and the lampshade that was turned into milkglass shrapnel... **
Segment 2:
DeeDee wonders in horror if perhaps the heavens are conspiring against her while she shepherds her two children into their seats on either side of her.
Segment 3:
The Sacrament (similar to communion) is being passed. DeeDee reaches carefully over her child to pass the bread to T.B.A. (Tall, Blonde, and you get it....) Luckily, no one ends up wearing bread crumbs.
Segment 4:
Our heroine's confidence grows as she realizes that so far, there have been no random casualties. With a sigh of relief, she is horrified to realize that Mr. T is passing the tray back to her. (Thanks, Deacon whose name escapes me, for planting yourself firmly at my end of the row...)
Segment 5:
Avoiding a bread crumb disaster and planning for the worst when the water comes, Dee switches places with her youngest child to prevent any spills. She casually passes the tray to the handsome fellow. All parties involved manage to remain dry...
Segment 6:
#1 hands the tray back to Dee... again... She turns to pass it over her little one to the nameless one who is STILL standing there with a smile on his face. Thanks again, oh friendly one!
Segment 7:
Small child leans forward, trapping the tray with the water cups firmly between her forehead and the metal chair in front of her. (Insert thought bubble with large CLANG here...)
Segment 8:
The metal of the tray and the metal of the chair announced their meeting as loudly as one might expect. Hundreds of quiet people are distracted from this sacred ordinance by the crazy lady in the back who forgets basic skills when placed in the presence of an attractive male.
Setting:
The meeting ends. T tries to exit at our end of the row...
Segment 9:
Mr. Fellow waits patiently for Dee and her kids to exit the aisle so that he can leave as well... and waits... and waits...
and waits some more....
Segment 10:
DeeDee and the kids FINALLY stand to leave. Oops! Dee realizes that someone has dropped a tissue. Ever the lady, she sits down to pick it up rather than flash her posterior in T.B.'s face. #1 narrowly avoids tripping over Dee in her unexpected maneuver.
