The parentals received official word yesterday of their second call to serve in the Mississippi Jackson Mission. Through a pretty roundabout (some would say miraculous) means, they found out about the opportunity to go back to their first mission, and tackle the responsibilities of Car Czar and Media Mama all over again. They prayed about it, and decided to go ahead, and put their papers in again. We are very proud and pleased for them, and know they will be a blessing to the folks in Mississippi, as well as to our family.
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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