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... About half an hour later she came back downstairs looking a little rosy cheeked and sat down with the kids without making eye-contact with us. We made our excuses and left. ...

Ohhh, so that's what two lovebirds are like when they've just ... Ahhh, well! Never mind! :huh:

;)

Sincerely,

The Board's Resident Confirmed Bachelor

P.S.: For those of you who were unaware we have that ordinance for the long-term never-married in the Church, now you know! B:)

P.P.S.: When I was working as a telephone solicitor for a company which sells family-oriented feature films, one of my coworkers happened to talk to a lady while she was ... well, you know! He made the sale! :D

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Yep. I just hope they repent or repented so that the scripture is fulfilled about being ashamed of the Savior meaning He will be ashamed of you at the Judgement Bar.

Well Sometimes, it is good to have the cunning of a snake comes to our relationship to the Gospel. there is a difference between ashamed and being practical. Not everyone likes missionaries doing the good deeds. Sometimes it is the best to teach in secret the gospel when it is a good idea. When it is a good idea to teach in the open, then it is alright to teach in the open.

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Well Sometimes, it is good to have the cunning of a snake comes to our relationship to the Gospel. there is a difference between ashamed and being practical. Not everyone likes missionaries doing the good deeds. Sometimes it is the best to teach in secret the gospel when it is a good idea. When it is a good idea to teach in the open, then it is alright to teach in the open.

I agree that there are times to teach in secret. Those times would include when the government is hunting you or whenthere is physical danger associated with being LDS and sometimes not even then (see Abinadi). When it is social embarassment you are hiding from I imagine no exception applies.

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When it is social embarassment you are hiding from I imagine no exception applies.

Could they possibly have been concerned about the effect on their children more than on themselves?
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I remember helping a young couple move (my family had just recently moved to this ward). I was probably about 17 maybe 18. We were getting the final boxes out of the master bedroom and my mother grabbed a box on the top self in their closet. As she did, it tipped over and out came a box full of "bedroom accessories" they probably could have opened their own adult store. Anyway, the husband was in the room and quickly put everything back in the box. He turned a shade of red I will never forget.

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Went to a dinner with a less active family in my first area. The dad was involved in an accident about a year prior and had some brain damage. He was still conversant and would initially appear normal but he had a hard time with attention and some other cognitive tasks. Anyhow, the wife's "high school friend" also came for dinner and the husband spent the entire dinner talking to us as the wife and "friend" on the other end of the table were flirting like teenagers. It was awkward. The husband was oblivious.

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I do not mind it at all and have in fact been blessed by people dropping by. I do not mind getting caught off guard and am rarely at my best even if I am expecting someone.

I was once thrown out of house...once realized who I was.
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My father's employment with McDonnell-Douglas brought my family to England where he served as a quality assurance representative to an English company that was making the nosewheel for the DC-10 at the time. I was semi-prepared for this, since we had spent 3 years in Toronto, Canada on a similar job assignment, so I thought I had some of the British culture under my belt, seeing that Canada is a Commonwealth country and all.

Well, I was the only member of the Church in my family, but my father was mindful of my faith, so he had located where the local LDS branch was, and a day or two after we moved in to our house, I walked on down to visit the building, not expecting to find anyone there, it being a weekday and all. However, I was pleased to discover the building custodian working on the grounds, and since he was nearly done for the day he was about to go home. He invited me over to his house to meet his family (he had two children, both near my age), and so I went home with him. It turned out they lived only four or five blocks from our new home, so it was just great.

As it was getting around to about 7ish in the evening, the mom asked me if I would like to stay for tea? I got all embarrassed over this (and I could tell they were puzzled at my reaction), because here they were LDS, apparently active, and asking me if wanted to drink tea with them? Since I wasn't all that long a member of the church, I wondered briefly if the Word of Wisdom was practiced differently in England, but all the same I apologized that I had to get home for dinner. So off I went. This was definitely an awkward moment.

Imagine my dismay when I discovered that among most folks in England the evening meal is not called "dinner" or "supper", but is commonly referred to as "tea". Even if no tea is drunk. Apparently, the association with eating the evening meal with tea as the beverage of choice had led to this little language oddity.

I never told this family what had happened that night -- though I did wonder what they thought MY problem had been. And they became good friends.

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I was on a plane from Seattle to Austin TX, the plane having stopped briefly in SLC to pick up / drop off passengers. A woman got into the seat next to mine (which had been vacant on the first leg). I was going to be sociable and say hello, and so on, but she never made any kind of notice of me, and just pulled out a novel and started reading. Since I am not necessarily all that social, just don't like others to feel awkward, I was happy to ignore her.

Finally, at the end of the flight, as the plane was making its approach to Austin's airport, suddenly she puts her novel away and starts yapping away at me. Maybe she was nervous about the landing? I don't know, but chief among her comments were complaints about how the Mormons were trying to drive her and her business out of Utah, but she wasn't going to let them. I managed to get a word in edgewise about her business, and this turned out to be a night club. Seemed like an odd thing to bring up to a total stranger she had encountered on an airplane flying from Salt Lake City.

I just let her prattle on. There didn't seem to be any point to embarrassing us both, so I just let it go.

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When my wife and I were newly weds the Missionaries dropped by unexpectedly. I'm sure they were more uncomfortable than we were. :lol:

Ooooh!! That's just reminded me.

When my wife and I had been married about 6-7 months we were so poor (students) that we moved in with an old lady and had most of the upstairs of her house (with one room converted into a kitchen). There were no locks and she still used one of the rooms upstairs.

One evening we were in bed (and, before you think this is too R-rated for a mormon board, we were watching TV!), there was a knock at the door and her son-in-law and grandson (who were our hometeachers) just opened the bedroom door and wondered in. We just gaped at them for a few seconds and finally managed to say they should probably come back another time.

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Ooooh!! That's just reminded me.

When my wife and I had been married about 6-7 months we were so poor (students) that we moved in with an old lady and had most of the upstairs of her house (with one room converted into a kitchen). There were no locks and she still used one of the rooms upstairs.

One evening we were in bed (and, before you think this is too R-rated for a mormon board, we were watching TV!), there was a knock at the door and her son-in-law and grandson (who were our hometeachers) just opened the bedroom door and wondered in. We just gaped at them for a few seconds and finally managed to say they should probably come back another time.

Sounds like you and your wife were accepted as members of the family! :rofl:

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I was home teaching with my companion several years ago and we happened in on an argument between the parents and their middle daughter (who was probably 16 or 18 years old). The daughter left the room while we tried to share our message. A little while into the message and discussion, the daughter comes bounding out of her room and screams at her parents that she is pregnant and moving out (all the while holding a suitcase). At first, her parents ignored her and said that she was just lashing out. I blushed so ridiculously when she said she was prego. We stopped paying attention to her until she came out of the kitchen holding a sandwich...it looked to be a dill pickle and peanut butter sandwich but I could be wrong. That was where I decided that it was best that we leave so as not to have to endure anymore of the awkwardness.

To all you parents out there...I will try to empathize better with the struggle to raise children. Makes me glad I'm gay and can't get a girl prego...

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To all you parents out there...I will try to empathize better with the struggle to raise children. Makes me glad I'm gay and can't get a girl prego...

Dare I be so indelicate as to say that the operative word is not "can't"? You can, my friend, it's the motivation that needs some work. Or not, as the case may be.

I had to sit here and consider the matter for several minutes before I decided to just go ahead and post it. Later I will probably regret it, but....

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I was home teaching with my companion several years ago and we happened in on an argument between the parents and their middle daughter (who was probably 16 or 18 years old). The daughter left the room while we tried to share our message. A little while into the message and discussion, the daughter comes bounding out of her room and screams at her parents that she is pregnant and moving out (all the while holding a suitcase). At first, her parents ignored her and said that she was just lashing out. I blushed so ridiculously when she said she was prego. We stopped paying attention to her until she came out of the kitchen holding a sandwich...it looked to be a dill pickle and peanut butter sandwich but I could be wrong. That was where I decided that it was best that we leave so as not to have to endure anymore of the awkwardness.

To all you parents out there...I will try to empathize better with the struggle to raise children. Makes me glad I'm gay and can't get a girl prego...

was she actually pregnant? that's super uncomfortable to have to hear all that!

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Dare I be so indelicate as to say that the operative word is not "can't"? You can, my friend, it's the motivation that needs some work. Or not, as the case may be.

I had to sit here and consider the matter for several minutes before I decided to just go ahead and post it. Later I will probably regret it, but....

I thought about it... glad you did the dirty work for me.

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Dare I be so indelicate as to say that the operative word is not "can't"? You can, my friend, it's the motivation that needs some work. Or not, as the case may be.

I had to sit here and consider the matter for several minutes before I decided to just go ahead and post it. Later I will probably regret it, but....

Nothing to regret, bud. Technically, I can but the motivation to perform (blush) just isn't there. Just ain't my thing...lol.

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Nothing to regret, bud. Technically, I can but the motivation to perform (blush) just isn't there. Just ain't my thing...lol.

Hi Valentinus...

When I lived in San Francisco, my dearest friend was a gay man at work. I became very fond of him almost like a brother... he was not only thoughtful but had a terrific sense of humor, and the wonderful thing was that with him I could really be me... I could joke with him and just be unguarded, which is unusual because a woman has to be careful around straight men because... sorry fellows... men's egos tend to make them think you're flirting with them if a woman expresses a sunny personality/humor. We used to have the best time... and we worked well together. I haven't seen him in about 20 years but we keep in touch... in fact, I talked to him just the other day to be sure our California pensions weren't in trouble... he is now 78!! I don't know why I was so surprised... I'm now 72... I forget how the years have passed so quickly.

When I travelled with my husband on business, I had to be so careful because during the social events I didn't want any misunderstanding from men that would cause gossip, etc., which would hurt my husband. But with my friend I could just relax... it was great.

GG

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Hi Valentinus...

When I lived in San Francisco, my dearest friend was a gay man at work. I became very fond of him almost like a brother... he was not only thoughtful but had a terrific sense of humor, and the wonderful thing was that with him I could really be me... I could joke with him and just be unguarded, which is unusual because a woman has to be careful around straight men because... sorry fellows... men's egos tend to make them think you're flirting with them if a woman expresses a sunny personality/humor. We used to have the best time... and we worked well together. I haven't seen him in about 20 years but we keep in touch... in fact, I talked to him just the other day to be sure our California pensions weren't in trouble... he is now 78!! I don't know why I was so surprised... I'm now 72... I forget how the years have passed so quickly.

When I travelled with my husband on business, I had to be so careful because during the social events I didn't want any misunderstanding from men that would cause gossip, etc., which would hurt my husband. But with my friend I could just relax... it was great.

GG

I'm glad you had a positive experience. We aren't all that bad. We are definitely irreverent but more often then not we, at least in my experience, are compassionate and sensitive to women. One of my best friends is part of the Relief Society Presidency for the ward that I attend. We go to lunch or dinner at least once a week. At first her husband, who I went to high school with, was very uncomfortable but he adjusted because he realized that I'm not a threat to him or his marriage. Occasionally, he and I will hang out. We actually went to a Cardinals football game on the 14th of this month. The Cards lost to the Bills...he was depressed. I don't like either team so I came away from it unscathed. But we had a good time. We have our love of sports and philosophy that gives us common ground. His wife and I have have our disdain for Hollywood and love of sushi and music as our common ground. They have a son whom I love dearly. I'm trying really hard to indoctrinate him early with a passion for punk rock music. It seems to be working because he loves a local band called Authority Zero and a band who has been around for more than twenty years called Pennywise.

What is a little difficult at times is the dynamic difference between my personality and that of the guy I'm dating. He is very conservative in dress and demeanor. I'm more abrasive and often times wear my heart on my sleeve. I'm not flamboyant by any means but I am passionate. We are adjusting. His restraint is good for me and I think my orange personality and spontaneity is good for him. I'm taking him skydiving for his 33 birthday this month.

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. . . What is a little difficult at times is the dynamic difference between my personality and that of the guy I'm dating. He is very conservative in dress and demeanor. I'm more abrasive and often times wear my heart on my sleeve. . . . His restraint is good for me and I think my orange personality and spontaneity is good for him. I'm taking him skydiving for his 33 birthday this month.

So often opposites do attract one another. LOL!!

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