Sunday, August 26, 2012

Norman The Mormon

Today is the day that we've been waiting 8 months for!  The day we get to see The Book of Mormon! I have to laugh because my kids think we're going to see The Book of ParaMormon....which reminds me of our experience in Utah with our local missionaries.  

This is a re-post from July 8, 2008. We had many more adventures in Utah, click here to read more.  Be advised that I used to call Keith by a different name because he was working a top secret job.

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Most of you know the continuing saga with my husband and his Mormon Missionary buddy who has been coming to our house for brainwashing bible study.

Keith thought they had wrapped things up last week and he had made clear that he wasn't interested in being Mormon.

Last night, 8 pm....there is a knock at the door. I freeze. I know who it is. It is Brother Horton Hears A Who. That is my new name for him. His name is Brother Horton....I added the Hears A Who.

He has brought Keith a book to read. Okay. So this guy is f*cking deaf not listening because Keith told him he doesn't like to read and that is one of his issues with the church. There is too much fasting/church attending/sobriety reading.

We talked last night about how Keith must really be jacking up their statistics on how long it takes to convert someone. And I bet there is a weekly memo about the attempts at saving Heathen Weiss. I told him I'm glad that Brother Horton Hears A Who parks across the street because I'm sure everyone on the block knows his car and is aware of what he is doing here. They are all waiting patiently for news that we have been proselytized converted.

And Mallory. OH the poor thing. When Horton Hears A Who was at our door last night. She started screaming at the top of her lungs and dug her nails into my neck. It took me 10 minutes to calm her down. She apparently has an allergy aversion to Mormons.

Then....this morning when I was making my coffee. I saw it. The book that Brother Horton Hears A Who brought for Keith to read.



That would be Norman the Mormon.

I laughed my tushie off! Brother Horton will not give up!! And now he really does think we are Jewish, which was my next plan of getting them off our back. I was looking for a Star of David to put on my front door!

I really wish that our desire to not be Mormons and just co-exist was possible. It seems to be all or nothing here. I have known so many people that haven't tried to convert me to their religion and it was never a condition of our friendship.

In their defense. I am not talking about all Mormons. I have met a few that have accepted me as I am. However, I live in a community that doesn't welcome outsiders unless you become one of them. In fact, we learned recently that for a long time they refused to sell their land and homes to non-Mormons. This is the kind of sh*t I am dealing with.

And it looks like I better find a way to co-exist with them because the word on the street is that we are not moving anytime soon.

I'm crushed about it.

Lord help me find a way to live in Utah. I don't want to be miserable.

3 comments:

  1. Oh wow...you have to admire his determination here! Sheesh! I am sure there was genuine concern for you guys at the heart of it, but man, eventually you just gotta know that your time is wasted and you're better off going elsewhere!!

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  2. Oh my goodness. I mean, I was thinking, tell them you are Jewish...Weiss is a Jewish name right? And there it is. LOL

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