It is nice this morning.
Even though I’m sitting in a truck stop in Yuma, Az and typing this on my iPad mini 4 that never fails to remind me that I have fat fingers.
I……however, do NOT have fat finger
They’re merely clumsy.
I hate being on a diet.
Just wanted to get that out there.
I like gluttony.
It’s my right as an American.
I can have as much Diabetes as I want.
Cool part is, I can personalize it to fit my needs.
Besides, I like taking medicine everyday, twice a day, 7 days a week.
Well, at least I don’t smoke or drink anymore.
No, I’m serious. I don’t.
I’m gonna admit something to y’all….
Ive kinda disregarded , nay, I have ignored my blog this past year.
Sometimes life gets in the way of living.
So, Ive decided to make changes in my approach to said blog to help keep me stay interested and involved.
“Note to self: Read. Other. Blogs” Quid pro quo.
I want to talk about my being a Mormon.
I do not qualify as your typical, per say, cookie-cutter Mormon.
I am a convert to the church. Nigh on 34 years this August.
I am a terrible example of a Mormon.
I am a terrible representative for the church.
I believe I’m a dormant alcoholic.
I’ve taken drugs (years ago) but never had to steal, rob or murder to get them.
Although, I was big with the pawn shops….
Stupidest, freaking 5 years of my life.
I’m divorced 3 times, married now. (To a non-Mormon who is also the daughter of a southern Pentecostal minister)
But nowadays herebout, I try to be a good Mormon and that’s what counts in the long run, I reckon.
Endure to the end. (Fave Mormon quote)
I’m not gonna go thru a lot of theology and crap like that.
And I’m not gonna preach and I’m not gonna try and convert anyone.
I will be the Mormon that answers your questions about what it’s really like in our “cult”
Of course, I can’t tell you everything because I don’t know everything.
I know just enough to get beat up by a mob.
I was worthy enough to know at one time but “All men have fallen short…” and all that mess.
You understand, don’t you?
I keep screwing up.
So, if you wanna know something that I might know, just ask. I’ll be honest.
But, don’t be hateful or rude.
I’m very much a cry baby and my feelings get hurt easily.
Maybe, I’m just getting old.