Vessels for Babies

I will get to the title in a moment. First of all why doesn't anyone flog anymore? Cole I give you props for flogging most recently. Well in other news college is insane. I haven't really made any college friends exactly but whatever. There was Moustache Matt. I haven't actually spoken to him but he had a cool moustache the first week of classes and then he shaved it off :(. Also there is an ex-pro wrestler in my public speaking class. Then there was the girl that wore a cat ear headband to Science Foundations. Oh! My American Foundations teacher is terrifying! He wasn't so terrifying when I sat in the back but he made a seating chart and I wound up in the front. Much more scary in the front! He is really passionate about history and that is good and he has this really intense voice. He could probably take over the world if he really wanted too. So intense, I think he might destroy me if I cross his path though.
Now to the title. So I had to go to this fireside tonight and this lady... oh this lady. She was telling us that Satan is the creator of margarine. Oh bother. She went on this whole thing about how Satan is poisoning us. I agree that preservatives aren't the best things in the world. The way she was saying it all though was that we should be making everything from scratch and growing our own wheat, which is just not practical or cost effective. Then she got all teary and was like "It touchs me to see all these future vessels of creation of babies. You all need to eat purely. You soon will be your babies sole source of nutrients. Do you really want to be poisoning your baby with red dye #4 or MSG?" It was TOO much. It made me sort of ashamed to be a Mormon female. It felt like the sort of crap that was just too cliche of a Mormon housewife thing. Shouldn't we be worried about missionary work, poverty, sin or something a little less trivial? Shouldn't we be living our lives in such a way where the perservative and chemical could claim my life at any time and I would still be fine meeting my maker? Also she was like "If your ancestor's didn't eat it then chances are it is bad for you". To this I say - my ancestors died at like 50 I don't need a bottle of Jack Daniels and a Cuban cigar to do some hard living. Jeez. What a life eh?
Miss you all,
Sarah
DON'T EAT MARGARINE OR YOU WILL DIE!