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Mormon women blogging about the peculiar and the treasured

Of Bigfoot and Cross-dressing

The newsroom was bustling one day when an average looking man walked in and asked if we purchased photos from the public. Someone pointed him to the editor, who asked how she could help him. “I have a picture of Bigfoot,” he said. My back was turned on the conversation, but I covered my mouth [...]

Curl, Interrupted

Let’s talk about my hair. Its been a topic of conversation my entire life. Beginning when I was born completely bald till now, when people comment on my younger daughter’s delicate tangle of almost-curls by saying, “She has your hair!” And I will correct them with a simple, “No she doesn’t. When I was her [...]

Lest We Forget

Australia and Turkey fell silent today. Half a world apart, people gathered before dawn in local parks, on beaches, at cliff tops and in nursing homes, then joined in remembering the fallen. Wherever Australian or New Zealand troops are stationed, they too stopped, stood and remembered. These words were read into the smudged dawning light: [...]

So, how was your day?

Note: I hesitated to write this post for fear the telling of my story might seem irreverent. But sometimes truth is stranger than fiction. And this is the truth of my life. Let me tell you about last Wednesday: After too little sleep, a difficult morning and a stressful day at work, I found myself [...]

A Few Of My Favorite Things. Or Not.

Recently our Relief Society had a meeting that highlighted people’s “favorites.” I didn’t go because my favorite right now is getting my kids to bed and then going to bed myself to enjoy uninterrupted quiet and a spot of solitude before drifting away to blissful dreams of tropical shorelines and tan limbs. (Or something like [...]

Tentatively Untitled. Because you’ll see why.

Here’s what we need to just get out of the way: My writing is crap. Also, if another child gets out of bed to tell me something “important,” I may actually start crying. REAL tears. It’s not that I don’t want to listen to them tell me their importants, but I don’t really want to [...]

Juxtapose

A slide show through my December would consist of a mad-fast jumble of contrasts. Twenty crazed minutes mid-Saturday inside a crowded Walmart in Portland, Oregon, accompanied by overloud, carnival-toned Christmas songs. A quiet, tearful hour or two curled up next to my frail and ailing–to be honest, dying–95-year-old grandmother. Faces against windows, pressed closer to [...]

NYC Marathon: A Story of Finishing and New Beginnings

First weekend in November is a big deal for Marathoners from all over the world. It’s the ING New York City Marathon. After living in the city for a couple of years, becoming a runner, undertaking a marathon elsewhere and loving it, I decided I wanted to be a part of one of the biggest [...]

Free Fall

We were in Mexico. We wore swimsuits only and climbed a winding path holding hands and laughing. It was warm and thick humidity hung in the air around us, a third character in the vignette. We were giddy and nervous and excited, because we were almost there: the edge of a cliff over water. The [...]

Curing Christmas Craziness

December 1st: to me it’s the day that the Christmas season really gets under way. Today I am regretting buying the Advent Calendar with all sorts of little cubbies that require filling every year. Why didn’t I just stick with the chocolate advent calendars? They’re so easy! My social calendar is already filling up with [...]

This was not in the brochure

The other day I was wandering the aisles of Costco somewhat aimlessly when all of a sudden I was stopped in my tracks. I looked before me and saw something I’d seen a dozen times, but never quite in the same way. Instead of just seeing the moment simply for what it was, I saw [...]

Silky shorts and other horrors

My 14-year-old son has a pair of bright orange silky shorts. I loathe silky basketball shorts. I’m sure I must have bought them for him because I buy all his clothes. But what was I thinking? Was I so exasperated with clothes shopping that I just said “fine” when he waved them in front of [...]

What He Sees

I love people watching and have convinced myself that I’m a pro: my sunglasses hiding the direction of my gaze or the incognito peering from behind the pages of an uninteresting library find. Inevitably the words hold little sway to the treasures of humanity beyond the pages and the assurance of real, live social graces [...]

What Are You Wearing?

Last Friday after work, I stopped at the shops to grab some groceries. Before I even entered the centre, two strangers had nodded at me as they walked past. I can’t remember ever seeing them before in my life, I wouldn’t be able to identify them now, but I know why they acknowledged me – [...]

Shakespeare, Stumped, and Star-Crossed

(I want to apologize that I am posting about the same blog topic two days in a row. I wrote this post a couple of days ago and just found Rosalyn’s lovely post when I went to put this up. Maybe we need to discuss the topic some more. I really appreciated anon’s comment from [...]

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