Freaky Friday

There has been something about this Friday that has made me feel like an absolute idiot. I wonder if anyone else goes through days like these. I seem to experience them frequently. Perhaps today's particular awkwardness is due to the fact that I stayed up late with Lora and Marisa watching the movie Chocolat, which so happens to be one of those movies you absolutely cannot watch without eating chocolate. Coincidence? I think not. So I am running on a considerable lack of sleep and a tiny chocolate overdose. The whole day has been a little bit odd, not unlucky per say, but just a very different kind of day. Perhaps the day is normal, but unfortunately, I am not.

This anecdote was probably the most awkward of all the things that have happened today. Good thing it is the end of the working day. I ran an errand to the Student Services building--also known as "The Big House"--and saw a familiar face at the fishbowl (the directory desk). The boy was Abram Yarbro, he just so happened to be wearing a gray stick-on moustache at the time. Abram is in my ward and in my institute class, but I haven't gotten a chance to talk to him yet, so I jumped at the opportunity to re-introduce myself to a friend from my childhood. I laughed as his stick-on moustache fell from his upper lip and said, "You're a Yarbro right?" He confirmed what I already knew, and he asked if I knew his older brother, Micah or sister, Destiny. I said that I did and that I knew him as well. He looked surprised and I tried to explain myself, "Well you grew up in St. Johns, and I just remember your family from when you were there." I wish that I had said that as eloquently as I have typed it. It probably came out more like, "Um...well...I'm from St. Johns...and I um...you used to live there...um I knew you." Very eloquent. His eyes darted around the room as if searching for someone to save him from this crazy woman standing at his desk. He replied nervously, "Oh really? I was only about 18 months old." That was the part that struck me as weird. I am sure my eyes started searching for someone to come save me from myself. I am only a year older than Abram. How could I remember him so well from when I was only two years old?! I then mumbled an apology for coming across as so crazy and ran off to finish my errand. Needless to say, I felt like slapping myself in the face, but I really didn't want to seem any more insane than was apparent to Abram.

Thank goodness it's Friday!