I admit, he has a point. Whenever anyone asks me if I regret joining the LDS Church, my answer is an emphatic no. If I hadn't, I would never have met my husband, Mark. Additionally, there was the public speaking experience, and while as a woman, I can't claim any leadership experience, I did learn a few good DIY skills via the Mormons, such as canning fruit and some sewing techniques that come in handy now and then. Also, as Johnny points out, it's been a terrific subject to blog and write about. And I have some close believing LDS friends who are dear to me--ones who even read, but don't flip out over my blog!
But--other than Mark--I think the best thing about being a Mormon is that now I get to be an ExMormon!
Take this Sunday, for example.
In the morning, the 3 gourmands (Sarah, Eric and me) held our annual cooking marathon. This year it was Beef Wellington.
|Sarah and Eric rolling the beef|
|This is just the kitchen|
|These balloons are still on my ceiling.|
|He gave me this mug for my birthday one year.|