Took a quick trip up to Oregon over the Labor Day weekend to attend the baby blessing of my newest nephew, and get some quality Auntie time. I'm happy to announce that the new nephew is just as cute as can be, and loves to snuggle with just about anyone. And the rest of the nieces and nephews up there are as adorable as ever. They sure make it difficult for me to leave and come back to reality here at home.
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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