So to update, I did decide to take Inge up on the belly dancing proposition. Tonight was our first class, and off I went for my now weekly excursion to the DC. Let me just say, belly dancing's fun, but it's a workout. And as the instructor promised, I did use muscles I never knew I had. Yes, ibuprofen and lots of it, will be taken before bedtime.
Hi, my name's Tracie and I'm a Mormon. That being said, I've provided enough context for the conversation I had with the receptionist at work today: Christy: (Showing me a photo) What picture is this movie from? Me: Mmmm, Serendipity maybe? Christy: No...you should know this. Me: I should? Christy: (Finally) It's from the movie "Charlie"! Me: How would I know that? I don't watch Mormon movies. They're dumb. Now that I've let the cat out of the bag, I guess I should also confess that I also don't listen to Mormon pop music (other than the original recording of The Forgotten Carols), or read Mormon fiction. So sue me. Let's face it, it's not like most of them are of real quality anyway. When it comes to Mormon music, I'll stick with my MoTab and the hymns of Zion.
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