Friday, November 4, 2011

Socially Awkward

It's confession time.

Apparently, in my attempt to be more transparent and vulnerable, I have also become more socially awkward. And that is exactly what every single, 31 year old girl wants to be.

I am not sure why this awkwardness is becoming more apparent in my life right now, but it is out in full force. I am thinking I could be a Saturday Night Live skit by next weekend.

A few examples:

1. On Tuesday, my sweet friend Jenn brought me dinner. It was an amazing gift and it was so good to see her smiling face and talk for a few minutes. Of course during this time I happened to shed a few tears (I have become a faucet these days) but I wiped them up and continued on with our visit. It wasn't until after she left that I looked in the mirror and I realized I had a little snot on my face.

As in snot. On my face.

What am I, a toddler?

I am really sorry Jenn.

2. Later that evening, my fabulous friend Melissa came over to hang out (it's true, I have incredible friends).  We made cookies and talked about babies and work and hair and justice, you know, the norm. And as she was getting ready to leave she said something funny and I am pretty sure I slapped her on the butt. No, I am serious. I think that happened.

But the question is WHY? WHY did that happen? The world may never know but I am pretty sure Melissa felt violated.

I am really sorry Melissa.

3. And then on Wednesday night I had dinner with my incredible friend Sara. Sara and I went out to a restaurant that had a revolving door. And everyone who knows about revolving door etiquette knows that you should never cram yourself into the same wedge as someone else. I mean, unless you just got engaged or you want to ensure your grandmother comes out on the other side, you should just wait until the next wedge swings around.

But not me. Oh no, I just stepped in right behind Sara and for three whole seconds I felt like I had just violated the code on how to be a proper human.

I am really sorry Sara.

So you see, folks, with every act of authenticity comes an equal but opposite reaction of extreme awkwardness. I apologize in advance if I offend you in any way or make you question your friendship with me. It is definitely not my intent.

It's just my freak flag flying high.


  1. Oh Sarah. You have a long way to go before you catch up with me. You are so great. And beautiful. And awesome. And I love you tons.

    - the Seester

  2. You always make me LOL! I love you in all of your awkwardness. I think it is the norm in our family so you really do come by it naturally like the rest of us Rymers.

  3. Sarah, you can't be as awkward as you think because if you were, all of your dad's new friends wouldn't be asking about you. So chin up, you're great.

    The WP

  4. It happens to the best of us! - Tirzah

  5. Oh Sarah! How awkward is it that I didn't even notice? Nope, not one bit. So don't worry....I didn't think you were awkward at all!!!!! Love you friend!!

  6. Oh Sarah, that just makes me feel better about myself ;)

    Mandy <><

  7. Hi my name is Joy. I believe we've met once before. I used to work at DFN and I knew Claire from when my hubby was at Den Sem. Anywho, I stumbled across your blog and this post cracked me up. I may have to "drop in" on your blog more often. So sorry to hear about your dad and what your family is going through - I couldn't imagine. May God continue to carry and uplift you and your family.

  8. Hi Jamie and Joy, thanks for dropping by! And thank you for your prayers and encouragement.

    And everyone else, thanks for making me feel less awkward. You guys rock!