We met Jaime and Bonnie in Long Beach on Sunday. They were out recruiting for the college where Jaime works in Wyoming. Jaime is the girl’s BB coach. Bonnie used to play professionally.
Here are Jaime and I in 1987.
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so, Leah, as a recovering mormon, when you’re traveling and staying in a really nice hotel and looking in the drawer for where the maid hid the tv remote, and you find not only a bible but also a b.o.m., do you really want to put the b.o.m. in the trash in the bathroom?
I know I did. Want to, that is. But then, it would be in the trash staring at me, instead of cowering in a drawer like it should. So I didn’t. Maybe before I check out.
It doesn’t happen in California very often – that there is a BOM in the drawer. But when I do see one, I usually think about the hours we spent as a family reading it. And that inevitably leads me to think of my brothers and sisters. And our goofing off and making faces at each other and trying not to laugh. Because laughing right in the middle of an ‘And it came to pass’ meant you’d be in big trouble and probably have to be the out-loud reader next. Which leaves less time for goofing off. And if you are the one reading, you might have to listen and pay attention. And that sucked. So, no. I guess I don’t have the urge to throw it in the trash but I don’t think about what it says inside, either.