Nancy's Musings

Our guest speaker in Sacrament Meeting yesterday offered some great advice on how to cut through your own self-centered bull**** and get married. I was accompanying on the organ for the first time, and scared to death, but I was sitting on the stand, and so I took notes. This is what they look like: God cares about our success? I knew I'd be single, and I'm living a fairy-tale. :) (yes, I wrote an emoticon. I was responding to his statement that we didn't expect to still be single, and that life brings all kinds of misery). Aha. You choose. (responding to the information that we are here to choose a spouse, not wait for one to be doled to us - a theory I have had for several years, though I've been verbally crucified for saying so) Suck it up. Humiliation, suffered well, builds character (a very personal observation, considering my shaky exhibition). Stop, articulate and listen. Ignore the CW. Own the man-smell. Repress the lizard brain. Be patient with yourself. Read b...

Today's discussion in my American Literature class revolved around Vince Cheng's Inauthentic  and Dave Chappelle's "Racial Draft," but it ended back at a discussion we had about a woman who half-identified "mormon." The class has invested little time in scholarly precision, and is more interested in the free association/exploration of ideas. That being said, being Mormon, I find it impossible to be "half" Mormon. Not because we don't have parents from different faiths, but because adherence to a religion is a clear step taken by any individual, regardless of heritage. I self-define Mormon, but I did not grow up with the same "mormon" cultural norms other mormons might have had. I wear ties. On Sundays. I don't wear a CTR ring, or eat green jello (not that I wouldn't enjoy it, but that it's not very filling, and I'm always very hungry). And yet, people still identify "mormon" culturally. What is "morm...