Hi Anewme....glad you're enjoying the stories. Are you sure you don't have any to share?? Even about yourself??
Lilycurly fessed up to wearing costumes to the meeting! Btw, Lilycurly -- a moulin rouge corset?? really? and no one said anything??
Maybe I just had the privilege of knowing all the truly whacky witnesses. no wonder my non-jw friend thinks that I'm making this up. But I swear, I'm not. Here's another one for your reading pleasure.
Single sister with two kids and single brother with three kids go to my kh. They're both pretty weird as it is but then they decide to marry thereby combining all of their collective weirdness. The dad of the blended family was a real nutjob...control freak and way over zealous. Gave me the creeps. Here are three examples of whacky witness weirdness displayed by these two. I
One: I'm at their house one day visiting with one of the kids close to my age. Here come mom and dad from the bedroom -- dressed but with wet hair like they just got out of the shower. The two of them are going on about how marriage is a privilege from jehovah which allows them to shower together and do other fun things together..wink wink. All I could do not to completely puke.
Number two: the dad decided that the new blended family needs to get to know one another better and what better way to do it then for the entire family to gather in the living room in only their underwear. That should break down all barriers and make them all close. The older kids (12 to 14) were really appalled but had to go along with it. (I have to say this particular bit of weirdness really crossed a boundary and I think one of the kids complained and the parents were counseled.)
Third: dad invited my brother over to hang out with his young son's -- he told my mom that he was taking them for pizza and bowling. My poor brother comes home complaining that when he got to the house the dad told the boys that instead of pizza and bowling they had to do all kinds of chores including steam cleaning all of the carpeting in the house. If there was time after then he would buy pizza...guess what? there wasn't time for pizza.
I think about people like this and I'm so disturbed by the fact that if you're a jw then your automatically "good association" until proven otherwise -- no questions asked. I can't even imagine allowing my young son around half of the weirdos I knew and associated with when growing up.