The munchkins and I are enjoying our vacation in Mormonville. It's nice to be back around "my people", really young families with more than two kids...ahh, yes, this IS the place!
And then I read "Call 1-800" ...and think, ahh, yes, this REALLY IS the place! What culture, what spark, what level of sobriety!
And then I go to the mall, see all the moms with the "flat mormon butt syndrome"...you know the kind??--had six kids, let myself go, now all I wear is warmup pants and jeans with a drawstring--well, just as I was having those thoughts, I saw my reflection in the window, and realized that I was wearing drawstring denim capris, and it hit me! OMG, I too am suffering from flat mormon butt syndrome! Noooooooooo! unfortunately, yes, this IS the place.
(so I rushed right out and bought myself a new pair of GAP jeans, just to prove that my butt could look better!)