Happy Monday to all my readers! Okay, so Monday usually stinks. But, despair not, for I have a treat today! Last week, I went to the baby blessing of ... Ewan's little brother. I'll have to come up with a name for him. Maybe Lou? Anyway, I was sitting next to my excellent cousin... um... Dusty when he discovered a fantastic treat in the hymnbook! Get ready. I present to you: crazy female notes from sacrament meeting! Enjoy!
I think something was missing here...
I'm not exactly sure I got the order right. It's so hard to follow. There are probably some pages missing ... or maybe my neural pathways can't follow theirs. It's hard to tell.
My best estimate at age is 19. Mr. Darcy made it in the note. Ah, that Jane Austen. I loved "freekin." That was awesome. Same with starting one word and finishing it on the next line, as in "mome-
nt." And the part where she calls her friend "narsacist." Oh, that is a jewel.
All I really know is that these are future mothers of children. Probably in just a couple years, too. And that scares me a little.