All revved up, should have taken a sleeping pill

It's time for the weekly Institute Storytime. Everyone grab your carpet square, sit in the circle. Bobby, keep your feet to yourself. Bobby. Bobby. Bobby please sit criss-cross applesauce. Thank you.

Austin, will you please review what we heard last week please. We just left the two women exasperated by the idiocy of Larry the creep. They have decided they need to be more gutsy and begin conversations with people. Great. Everyone settle down, now we'll begin reading:

The class was the same, interesting ideas and thoughts about the "beasts" in Revelations chapters 4-6, let me know if you want the notes. Ashlee and I decided we'd sit near someone cute, fain newness to start up a conversation like "we're new here, is this the 25-30 year old class?" however it's hard to tell whom to sit near from the backs of their heads. We decide to sit in the middle on our own row so guys will sit near us. Worked like a charm, except, they looked inbred. No thank you.

Class ends without our plan going into action. We make our way to the snacks and attempt making eyes at people. Ashlee isn't a slouch, she has the body of a tween so I thought she'll be my bait. Flaunt her and guys will be knocking each other over to meet us. No such luck. She said before she could crack a smile, guys would look away. Hmmmm well maybe we need to grow a pair and just approach someone. That tall one looks cute, oh no, never mind. How about the gray hat over there? Not your type, ok. uhh ... welp...I don't know.

Just then Larry starts making his way to us. I grab Ashlee's elbow without a word and we start trotting away; he reaches out and touches her shoulder and says "great shoes" in hopes we will stay. Ashlee just yells over her shoulder, "I know!" and we're free. He glued himself to some other poor person. I decided if he tries that again, I'm going to have to start packing heat. Anyway, as we're there discussing what it is about us that attracts him like a moth to a flame, the one and only black guy comes up to us. We make small talk and Ashlee would not have it. She pulled the kid card. "I've got to get going, I have kids at home". He was gone so fast, I don't remember him saying good night or nice to meet you or anything.

We saunter a little further and who should happen upon us but {texting} Bregg. I had pointed him out to Ashlee earlier so she was ready for it. This is the second best part, he walks up and says "I know you don't I? You especially I think I know" as he points to Ashlee. HA! I think he only got out 3 sentences before Ashlee pulled the kid card again. Nice work! Totally bummed we leave.

This is when the story gets good (in my opinion). I drop off Ashlee and as I'm driving home I notice the blue light from a tv in a house up the street. The very first Sunday in the ward here in Bountiful there was a guy who spoke in sacrament meeting - he was single. He looked like my childhood sweetheart [Brad Parks] with black hair. Oh so interesting but he never came again. Turns out he goes to the 31+ Single Adult ward and I was sent to Primary immediately so I never saw him again. Every time I drove by I'd wonder what he was like, where he worked, etc etc.

I saw the tv lights. He's home. Maybe I should stop by. What would I say, pretend I was looking for someone else? I whip around, determined to have success with a man this evening. I rang the doorbell and lied. Maybe not lied, but I didn't tell the full truth so I wouldn't look crazy.

I said, "I'm Becka, I just moved in with my parents (almost 10 months ago) and their first Sunday in the ward you spoke, and I don't know how to say this tactfully, you mentioned you were single. I just got back from Institute and wanted to know if you go to one or if there's a ward I should be going to. I went to the Bountiful institute class (also about 10 months ago) and it was all 18 and 19 year old kids." He invited me in, mentioned he goes to the older single adult ward and he thinks there's an institute class at the U. He asked for my number to give me the information he finds. He remembered my name without being prompted or asking for the first letter. And I know I saw one of those looks where you're trying to size up the person you're talking to.

Let me tell you, I was on fire. I was witty, friendly, and just dripping with charm. I got home so revved up I couldn't sit still. I should have taken a sleeping pill because man alive, I couldn't sleep to save my life. I wonder when he's going to call. If he'll call just to let me know about the class I'm already attending. Oh my gosh, I haven't had anything so exciting going on for the last year, I'm all agog. Simply agog.