Hot Mormon Muffins?!

What? Are you kidding me?

So Chad Hardy, the notorious creator of the "Men on a Mission" calendar is at it again. This time, instead of desecrating the image of the Church's missionaries, he's going after the typical "Mormon housewife stereotype" with his latest "Hot Mormom Muffin" calendar.

This new piece of skanky trash shows a dozen different mothers who are presumably LDS. Each of them has varying levels of clothing on. All of them look provocative.

I'm curious to know what courageous message these 12 pillars of motherhood are trying to send to their children and the world....

"Look how skanky I am."?
"Look, kids, I'm still trying to be a teenager, even though I'm 35!"?

In Hardy's mind, I'm sure he's being courageous, funny, creative, and hilarious.

The truth is, however, is that he's leading a sad and prideful life, insisting on pushing limits he shouldn't. I feel badly for the women who feel the need, in their mid-30's and older, to show off their bodies for some kind of self worth, all under the banner of motherhood. I feel even worse for their children.

This doesn't apply to just LDS mothers. Women who are modest, confident, composed, and dignified are always far more appealing, even sexier, than those who strip down and show off their stuff.

I've always believed that the most secure people are those who don't have to prove it.

My Wife's Class Reunion

Over the weekend my wife attended her 20-year class reunion. Normally the spouses dread this event, but I rather enjoy it every five or ten years. I enjoy it because we went to rival high schools, and I have the uncommon pleasure of pretending I'm not over the rivalry. And class reunions happen just infrequently enough that her Malad Dragon classmates forget that Esther's married to one of those evil Aberdeen Tigers. So it's a new joke every time, and I take full advantage of it.

Since Esther worked hard to help organize this year's reunion, I had the skinny on most who were attending, where they lived, what their background is. Class reunions are odd in that half of those in attendance know each other well, like siblings almost. The other half don't really have a clue who anyone is. Half of the room is filled with reminiscent camaraderie. The other half is made up of man-I-hope-this-gets-over-soon awkwardness. I found comedic value in observing this strange dichotomy. (Just for the record, nobody who graduated from Malad High School ever uses big words like "dichotomy". You have to go to Aberdeen to learn four-syllable words.)

And you know what else? I think there's a yet-to-be-diagnosed mental disorder called "Class Reunion Aversion Syndrome". It stems from the strange perception that when you return to your alma mater 20 years after leaving, everyone else will have the same hair and waist lines, drive the same shiny cars, have the same hot boy- and girlfriends, and will have retained all the same personality traits -- good and bad -- they had twenty years earlier. What happens, actually, is that the jock, who looked like Tom Cruise, now looks like Dennis Franz. And the bully is now the the bishop. The stoner has become the policeman, and the beauty queen is now the frumpy mom. That quiet homely girl has turned into the Cover Girl. Everyone seems to have grown up. Sad, though, for those who find an excuse to stay away, suffering from a bad case of CRAS, when they could be there reminiscing, laughing, learning that everyone changes, and that everything is ok.

Maybe it's different in larger high schools. Esther's class had 55 students. Mine had even fewer.

While more-so for Esther, since it was her high school reunion, it was an experience of mixed feelings to introduce our teenaged children to each other. Some even talked about their grandchildren. Grandchildren!? We're not there yet, but in ten years we easily could be.

As Confucius once said, "Time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking, into the future." (or maybe that was Steve Miller).

We had a fun, enlightening, and self-reflecting weekend

Elder Oaks Hits a Home Run

This week Elder Dallin H. Oaks of the LDS Church's Quorum of the Twelve spoke to BYU-Idaho students, and candidly expressed his dismay at the level of criticism directed at people of faith.

Specifically he spoke of the Proposition 8 backlash against Latter-Day Saints and those of other faiths who became targets of vitriolic rage by gay rights activists.

Speaking as a Latter Day Saint, it's always refreshing to hear our church leaders speak openly and candidly about a divisive issue.

My thought-provoking question... For those of us who believe in scriptural teachings, and that God talks to us and gives us direction, are we ever conflicted by His counsel to avoid contention and be accepting of others, while at the same time we're charged to contend for the faith, and to defend our traditional cultural and religious heritage?

If you want to see a Q&A with Elder Oaks, here it is...

Now this is funny...

Congratulations, Mr. President!

So President BHO wins the Nobel Peace Prize just a few months into his Presidency...




Some of the lesser-publicized awards from the Nobel Committee:

The Nobel fastest runner Prize goes to...

Stephen Hawking.






The Nobel best singer Prize goes to...

Roseanne Barr




The Nobel honesty and chastity Prize is awarded to:


Bill Clinton





The Nobel Ugly Prize goes to...

Jessica Biel.








And, finally, the Nobel good-lookin'-woman Prize winner is....

Helen Thomas.






I'm just sayin'.

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