Sunday, October 26, 2008

I Skipped the Singles Ward Today

and headed to my mom's ward in Ogden.  Because that ward feels like home and there are no back rubbing idiots there.  And I needed to do laundry anyway.  And Alisa had her cousin's farewell to get to anyway.  So my better judgment took over this morning and I headed to Ogden.

And I remembered how loud the old people in her ward are and how loud the babies and little kids are.  And honestly it felt good that no one was flirting with anyone else except maybe the deacons and beehives in their own awkward way.  I sat in sacrament meeting thinking maybe I should come back permanently.  Until my mom's bishop was so happy to see me and wondered "when are you coming back, you know the primary just isn't the same without you" (thanks dude, but too many years with the CTR 5's can drive a girl mad).  And that is the moment I remembered why I went to the singles ward in the first place.  Because if you are single and mormon and female and go to a home ward then they believe primary is the perfect place for you to be.  Because otherwise, what else could they possibly do with you?

My own private utah is right.  I am on my own little island of reject flying my freak flag high.  My piece doesn't match with this puzzle.

I hope Jen wrote really stupid things to Tommy Boy on the back of her sacrament program.