Misfits

I have yet to find a house of worship. I have visited many and recently semi-settled into one where I just didn't feel comfortable. Throughout my life, I've often felt "too X for the Y people and too Y for the X people." I don't fit in many places.

For the past few months I have participated in a young ladies study group. Definitely did not fit in there.
I think the final straw was last week when I said that my marriage models are Gomez and Morticia Addams because they are so clearly deeply, passionately, and almost madly in love with each other after years of marriage, children, and family members living with them. Don't worry - I linked it back up to Song of Solomon. I was politely told that one doesn't talk about s-e-x in Bible study. Which confused me, because (1) it's in the Bible, (2) I was hardly even approaching any level of explicit discussion and, mostly, (3) because once the hour is over and the Bibles are closed there is a whole lotta very explicit talk about sitting in a gentleman's shadow and tasting his sweet fruits. Blowing into the garden, the flowing of spices, and pleasant fruits. Perhaps some discussion over whose boyfriend has the tallest apple tree.

Ahem.

Then I happened to meet some crazy lady. Crazy in a good way. I have a special affinity for the crazies. They're interesting. I love interesting. We got to talking and she invited me to her church. I couldn't tell from the name what kind of place it was. "We're all misfits there. Catholics, Protestants, Evangelicals, Jews (I'm going to presume of the Messianic persuasion), even an couple who used to handle snakes. And there's no preachin', just teachin'."

I'd go just for the former snake handlers.

So, that is my plan for Sunday: (1) farmer's market (2) meet the misfits, get taught, politely decline any profferred kool-aid, and (3) dog park time.

I'm excited.

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Usefulness of the day: Phone get wet? Remove the battery and bury in a bowl of white rice. Not a guarantee, but it just might work. Ask me how I know. Unrelated, be careful when using the facilities with a cell phone in the rear pocket of your jeans.