Irked is what I was after Sacrament meeting today.  We had three good talks.  Honestly, I don't remember what the youth speaker spoke about, but I do remember that I felt the Spirit.  I think it was about unity.  The second speaker spoke about self-worth, I think.  Again, I know I felt the Spirit.  then we had an interlude hymn, and the final speaker spoke about reverence.  I missed the first half of it because I had to change my baby's diaper, but when I came back in the chapel, I noticed how quiet it was.  At first I thought it was because the brother who was speaking was so quiet, so everyone else had to be quiet in order to hear him.  Then I started listening and I realized what his theme was.  It was a really good talk, but it apparently didn't sink in with everyone.  The kids in the congregation got it...they were quiet and still during the meeting.  However, there were three men I walked past on my way to the back of the chapel afterward, who were (loudly) talking about yesterday's BYU-Utah football game, and how "if we had put up the right offense, blah blah blah."  I was really irked.  I almost went up to them and said "I don't mean to be rude, but did you not hear Brother Rogers' talk just now?"  Admittedly, I already don't particularly like two of these three brethren anyway, but I was very saddened to see that it was a case of garbage-in-garbage-out with them.

(And I'm posting this here because the wives of two of them read my personal blog, so I can't post it there...lol.)