We stepped out of the building and found a low brick wall that we could sit on with no one around.
“Well?” I asked.
“I’ve brought a little present that I was thinking we could give to Y and Z. I baked them a batch of delicious heart-shaped cookies.” Read the rest of the story ->
I watched the second hand slowly make its way around the clock face. For all of the bright, enthusiastic people running it, Sacrament Meeting in a BYU student ward really wasn’t any more interesting than the Sacrament Meetings put on by the worn-out, tired families back home. And here of…
Really enjoyed these latest chapters. As an atheist with LDS friends, it’s a fascinating (and a little scary) look into the Mormon mission world. I’m also impressed with your ability to empathize with and accurately characterize a teenage male’s sexual drive! I went back and read the whole thing together…
The modern Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is awash with mainstreaming. Becoming a god of your own planet (or universe), Heavenly Mother, even the name “Mormonism” — anything that might make Mormons look weird to Evangelical Christians — gets ignored out of existence. I’ll admit that a lot…
I love this! It cracks me up!
Awww, heart shaped cookies… I remember doing stupid stuff like this in BYU country. My friend Kim and I made cute jack-o-lanterns one year for a few guys that we liked and left them on their doorsteps with candy.
We used to also dress in blond wigs and she would spank me in the parking lot at Smith’s… but that’s another story.
Those were the days. LOL
Thanks Sacred Sister!!!
Sound like you and your friend had fun — especially that last bit… 😉