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stoney321I find myself more often than not to be trying to figure out where in Lehi they are. (Back story: the show is filmed in the little town my dad grew up, and where I lived during college.) If I could just get a shot of the roller mills, I'll know exactly where they are. I'm telling you, a few of the shots when they were outside looked like they were on the block behind my grandma's house. I freaked out a little. (Oh, and those roller mills you all should know - they were prominently featured in the little movie called Footloose.) Also, anyone familiar with St. George (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
essene?) think that Robyn's house is right off Bluff Street on the way to Bloomington? Looks like 15 behind her (looks like town to me. Lol.) Also, she came out of the old folks care center right by the college dorm I lived at, across the street from Harmons. WORLDS ARE COLLIDING, Y'ALL.
I don't like how manufactured everything feels. Everyone seems too coached to me. The tears they briefly showed seemed real, but still. I don't know how I'm going to do with continual watching/recapping. We'll see. I do like seeing all of the old haunts I had back in the day. Even on the road trip I was shouting "Watch out for the speed trap on the hill outside of Nephi!" etc. That's where we'd stop and get potato fries, too. I made that drive EVERY WEEKEND during school - 5 hours up and 5 hours back. Oy. Anyway, Sister Wives it both frustrating and comforting, and that's even more frustrating (the comfort aspect. I did have good times there.)
I have three chapters to go, but I'll wrap up the Hunger Games trilogy later today. I started... Sunday afternoon? Quick reads, but great reads. Really good YA series. I mean come on, a girl survives, keeps her family fed by her own wits and skills, and then gets put in a gladiator/only one may leave battle scenario. In a dystopian future world. HELLO KINK, I'VE MISSED YOU. There's a romance element that I enjoyed, as well, and I've been pretty meh on book romance that doesn't involve made up stories in my head about a certain 1000 Viking vampire.
Last thing, and it'll go under the cut - a poll for those of you that were/are religious. By religious I mean you and your family actively participated in a regular weekly church structure. If you did not routinely participate in your religion, this is not a poll for you. I'll make a separate one for you so you don't feel left out. Ha.
[ETA]I failed to realize that this was skewed Christian (Easter, Christmas, Sunday, etc.) because when I go back to my own memories of religion, I go back to my own memories of religion. :) Please add your own mental insert of your typical day of worship (Saturday, etc.) and your religion's standard/most popularly attended Holiday Celebrations (Ramadan, Passover, etc.)
No offense was meant, this was something I wrote into the poll window, curious if I was the only broken little bird from my dad's neglect. <-- shameless emotional needs by me. Lol.
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[Poll #1627977]
10-Q FER YER PERTICIPASHUN.
essene?) think that Robyn's house is right off Bluff Street on the way to Bloomington? Looks like 15 behind her (looks like town to me. Lol.) Also, she came out of the old folks care center right by the college dorm I lived at, across the street from Harmons. WORLDS ARE COLLIDING, Y'ALL.I don't like how manufactured everything feels. Everyone seems too coached to me. The tears they briefly showed seemed real, but still. I don't know how I'm going to do with continual watching/recapping. We'll see. I do like seeing all of the old haunts I had back in the day. Even on the road trip I was shouting "Watch out for the speed trap on the hill outside of Nephi!" etc. That's where we'd stop and get potato fries, too. I made that drive EVERY WEEKEND during school - 5 hours up and 5 hours back. Oy. Anyway, Sister Wives it both frustrating and comforting, and that's even more frustrating (the comfort aspect. I did have good times there.)
I have three chapters to go, but I'll wrap up the Hunger Games trilogy later today. I started... Sunday afternoon? Quick reads, but great reads. Really good YA series. I mean come on, a girl survives, keeps her family fed by her own wits and skills, and then gets put in a gladiator/only one may leave battle scenario. In a dystopian future world. HELLO KINK, I'VE MISSED YOU. There's a romance element that I enjoyed, as well, and I've been pretty meh on book romance that doesn't involve made up stories in my head about a certain 1000 Viking vampire.
Last thing, and it'll go under the cut - a poll for those of you that were/are religious. By religious I mean you and your family actively participated in a regular weekly church structure. If you did not routinely participate in your religion, this is not a poll for you. I'll make a separate one for you so you don't feel left out. Ha.
[ETA]I failed to realize that this was skewed Christian (Easter, Christmas, Sunday, etc.) because when I go back to my own memories of religion, I go back to my own memories of religion. :) Please add your own mental insert of your typical day of worship (Saturday, etc.) and your religion's standard/most popularly attended Holiday Celebrations (Ramadan, Passover, etc.)
No offense was meant, this was something I wrote into the poll window, curious if I was the only broken little bird from my dad's neglect. <-- shameless emotional needs by me. Lol.
[Poll #1627976]
[Poll #1627977]
10-Q FER YER PERTICIPASHUN.
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Date: 2010-10-05 10:35 pm (UTC)Christened in C of E, attended C of E schools with daily Catechism and annual visits to church for Harvest, Easter and Nativity/Christmas in order to sing hymns from 'Songs of Praise'.
Meanwhile, on Sundays nothing special happened until at aged 10, we moved to the town where Grandma lived. She attended the local Congregational Chapel so, being the eldest, I escorted the two younger siblings down the road (no roads to cross see, perfect reason to choose your place of worship, no?) for Sunday School.
Then at aged 12 I was snaffled (I don't remember being asked) to take a group of youngsters for Bible stories and singing songs, which had a special name that escapes me now. I seem to remember studying for Bible exams and going to Liverpool to receive certificates.
Anyway, the older I got the more reluctant I was to take on any more work as I was studying for school exams. I have to admit to sighing a huge sigh of relief when I went away to university.
While I was away, the whole UK Congregational movement combined with the Methodist church, which had previously combined with the Presbyterians because of falling numbers. I have to admit that none of the sermons and exams won me over to have a faith.
When I returned home, I met my future husband who was and is a non-practising Roman Catholic. His father had been brought up in Scotland as a Presbyterian but in order to marry the woman he loved he had to convert to Roman Catholicism. When I became engaged to her son, I had to make it clear to his mother that I had no intention of doing the same. In fact, we married in the Methodist chapel.
Our daughter was christened in the same chapel but attended the local C of E schools (same lack of dogma as in my own education). She has known her boyfriend for 8 years. His father was a non-practising Jew, his mother an atheist so he has no interest at all in any form of religion.
So there you are. When push comes to shove, we call ourselves Christians but probably we're humanists who hedge their bets. A regular feature in British history is accepting a new faith without giving up the old one :D