No More Knee-Highs!

Yesterday was my last day of work up at the Church office building. Yes, my friends, there will be no more knee-highs and ankle-length black polyester skirts worn to work (a highly attractive get up that caused a man walking by me and Sara on the street one day to exclaim, "Mmmmmmmmmmm mmm mmmmm MMMM... I lovvvvveee Mormon women!"). I will miss my co-workers, and my ten minute walks around Temple Square checking out all of the brides and their grooms (who, for some unknown reason sometimes choose to wear very special attire: a white tux with tails, white cowboy boots, and a metallic, shiny, blue bowtie....really?), and I will miss being able to sleep on my way to work. I start a new job today. Wish me luck....