Down the Memory Hole

I was feeling locked into the role of lone deranged harpy combatting the idea that if there is anything sappy, sentimental, pink, fluffy, or produced by Hallmark or adorned with flowers, we should dredge it up once a year and present to women in Sacrament Meeting. I have therefore consigned my ill-advised post to the cyberflames. Don’t worry, if anything in this life can be said with certainty, it is that the bloggernacle will provide everyone with ample opportunities to opine on gender roles in the church. Just wait a few minutes…

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