tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66699852588327563.post2244146437490383354..comments2023-09-15T10:12:55.773-05:00Comments on Ain't No Mo No Mo: Patriarchal Blessings and MeAin't No Mo No Mohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07389722943204568018noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66699852588327563.post-4888266472089942582011-06-05T20:47:18.924-05:002011-06-05T20:47:18.924-05:00I have a testimony of spelling as well! My "b...I have a testimony of spelling as well! My "blessing" had tons of typos and it pissed me off. <br /><br />Meh. <br /><br />I cut it up and threw it away, along with my Triple Comb.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13179463541435458484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66699852588327563.post-41552585141560528402011-06-04T22:04:17.306-05:002011-06-04T22:04:17.306-05:00Your patriarchal blessing sounds suspiciously just...Your patriarchal blessing sounds suspiciously just like mine!?!?!?! I was 12 when I got mine. Our youth leaders set up appointments for us and we all lined up outside the bishop's office waiting our turn. I was upset, because I didn't feel ready for it. It was so much more important to my parents than me. When the transcript arrived, my mom took it and put it in her filing cabinet. To this day, I've not read it. That is perfectly okay with me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66699852588327563.post-23733855702710414192011-05-29T08:38:11.612-05:002011-05-29T08:38:11.612-05:00"(the typist spelled it "diffucult,"..."(the typist spelled it "diffucult," and I had great difficulty with that because I have a testimony of proper spelling)"<br /><br />Hilarious. I also have a testimony of proper grammar. The early versions of the Book of Mormon where people seen stuff and come up to wherever just about done me in.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66699852588327563.post-51084244045881747762011-05-29T03:32:39.207-05:002011-05-29T03:32:39.207-05:00Your college horoscope story reminds me of the tim...Your college horoscope story reminds me of the time my roommate came back from Winter break with a pack of Tarot cards. Naturally, just as soon as he and I discovered how powerful they were at making you think they were relevant, we were headed to the bars, where we used "Can I read your fortune" as an excuse to meet girls.Paul Sunstonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02462598852553696040noreply@blogger.com