Hi, I'm Shellie, and I'm a....I'm a (sob!) Oh my Heck! I'M A UTAHN!! There, I said it! I shall face the truth and swallow my pride. I thought I could be IN
When I moved here in late 1979, I went into culture shock. Being from the state of "Gypsy"(Thank you IBM for employing my father), I was used to _____________________________________(Any of the 49 states that don’t start with U).
Probably a big part of the shock was that being an idealistic (How old was I in 1979?)1 year old at the time, I expected the kids at my new high school to conform to my idea of what a school full of fellow believers of the dominant religion of the area would be like. Of course I’m generalizing, but there were a lot of Sadducee and Pharisee attitudes around. And how would you say narrow minded in politically correct? Their limited exposure to other ideologies, geologies, and lifestyles made their thinking patterns somewhat nearsighted. Then there was the fashion issue. Apparently, not much had happened on that scene since Brigham Young. This designer named Jessica Mc Clintoc (sp?) was making a killing on these guys by designing revamped pioneer clothes. I walk in with my long straight, sun-streaked
Unfortunately, parents have a way of getting their kids to live near them, so I kept finding myself back in
Two years later, I found myself in the OB’s office, completely in denial, wondering what in the heck was wrong with all these pregnant women holding an almost toddler in one arm while a preschooler trailed behind. Seeing as how I had the common sense to leave my 2 and 3 year olds at home, I could forget about that little detail as I sat as alone as a first –time mother. Then I had twins. Now people were asking me how I managed and telling me how brave I was. What a dizzying turn of events. Our mini-van was full. Any more slip-ups and we’d have to move on to a hefty van. I kept catching my firstborn talking about getting the “mell” out of the mailbox and so and so “sluffing” school. We started speech therapy. And then I made the most horrible realization. I might have lived in 8 other places in my life, but over half my life had now been spent in