Got together with some of the girlfriends Friday night at The Karaoke Cafe for a belated birthday celebration. We enjoyed a fun dinner, and I tried to have my best lounge act on display. I even convinced most of the girls to get up and do a couple of group numbers with me. And being the birthday girl, I also got a complimentary dessert (chocolate banana milkshake, YUM!). Karaoke, cheese fries, a milkshake, and great friends. I hate to quote beer commercial cliches, but really, "it doesn't get any better than this."
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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