WordFUL Wednesday

That's right, we're SWITCHING IT UP BABY!

Why do you call yourself Mormons?

Yeah, I get it, from Mormon. But why wouldn't you call yourself Christs. Like, "I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I am a Christs."

Is it because Mormon was/is more important than Jesus Christ? Probably not. Is it because Mormon and his subsequent teachings, writings, plates, books, et. al. is what differentiates you from the "untrue" churches and believers? Or simply, that's how it has been, that is how we roll baby?

I may be starting out a little thick on my topics but wanted to see what type of responses this question would stir up. I do know that one reader is currently rolling her eyes in the back of her head right now, creating a glaze over her face, and looking for a magazine to read while her husband attempts to explain it to me. But because the husband only occasionally reads blogs, maybe she will comment on her own. Hope everyone is having a top notch week!

Identity Theft

Have you ever been a victim of identity theft? Not the identity theft where your social security number gets stolen or your credit card disappears and you end up allegedly purchasing 20 big screen t.v.s in Guatemala. Sure, that type of identity theft is rough where your credit is shot, the mortgage company forecloses on your home and you have no credit or financial life for 10 years.

All of that pales in comparison to someone stealing your user name and password, creating a blogging account with your information, and even creating "your" first post. According to the title of the first post, I am a huge Jim Carey fan and didn't even know it. And you can probably tell who the culprits were by my alleged admiration and thankfulness in the second sentence of "my" first post.

BTW, what is with that picture of that wolf or whatever it is? Me on a good day? I mean I guess that is some type of cow or something but why would "I" choose that.

The sad truth is, my only crime is being a fan or the relief society blogging club . . . and bishop Mick. I don't know why I am required to have a blog to be able to comment on others' blogs. But, I am new to the game so I guess I have to play along.

I apologize in advance for the apparent dreariness of the setup. Like I said, I didn't even create this so I sure don't know how to change anything. Secondly, I will not be able to post cute pictures of the quilts I make or post pictures of my kids. As you can tell from the picture, I am just a young knobby kneed wolf cow.

I may post certain things from time to time to see what responses I get. Please feel free to comment. If I don't know who you are, that means you should comment (why not?). I like banter, and I like insight. Some people believe I am somewhat closed minded and I don't know any other way to open my mind then to learn different individuals perspectives.

Alrighty Then

After months of immense peer pressure, I've given in to the blogging world. Thanks to my wife, Eli and friend, Mindy, this blog has finally come to fruition. Though I feel my writings are best served by commenting on other's blogs, I vow to do my best to keep up with this.