Judge Not...plus a couple of ramblings

Before I get into the topic that I've been obsessing about this week, here are a couple of random thoughts:

• I loved that "Flipping Out" show on Bravo this year. Jeff Lewis is the most hilarious (and bizarre) human being. I so love his assistant Jenni and his maid Zoila. If you've never watched it and you like reality TV, see if you can find a repeat on sometime as the season is over.
• I bought some of those Tyson pre-cooked chicken breast strips and they are smelling up my entire fridge with their fake smoky smell. What is up with that?? They're in their package with foil wrapped around and a ziploc bag and THEN inside of a sealed plastic container and that is still the only smell I smell when I open the fridge. As a girl who hates food smells, I am not happy and ready to toss them out.
• My milk from Sam's Club seems to last longer than the milk from other grocery stores. Why? Fresher or more preservatives?
• It was 90 yesterday and it's supposed to be 93 today. I have all of the windows and my door open this morning because it's a balmy 66 outside right now. Feels great in here!

Okay, so I'm going to blog about something personal that could end up coming back to bite me but I will leave all names and other identifying details out. I've been bugged about this for the last two days. Are you ready? Good.

While we were at camp, a bunch of us discussed going to see "Mamma Mia." I've already seen it but would love to see it again. A couple of us agreed on a day/time and I said I'd send the email invite out. I invited all of the female adults who helped at camp and just said "if you want to join us, please come." In hindsight, I should have only invited the people who talked about wanting to see the movie but I was trying to be a good hostess & include everyone in the fun.

All week I got no's from everyone which wasn't a big deal. On Wednesday, I got an email from the address belonging to a woman I had already heard no from. Here is what the email said:

Jeanelle;
I read the review of Mama Mia on Screenit!, and it looks pretty raunchy. I'd be disappointed if one of my daughters wanted to see it. After spending a week at camp trying to instill high values in the young women, attending that movie, especially with other camp leaders, isn't the kind of example you may want to set for the girls. Think about it.

This was signed the woman's husband's name. (Knowing the wife, she did not send this email.) And get this...the email wasn't just sent to me. It was sent to the roughly 45 other women I had originally invited to the movie with me.

I have never met this man and would likely not recognize him if I saw him on the street. I was completely shocked and more than a little offended. I immediately got supportive emails from several of the women on the distribution list, which was nice. I turned off my computer and stewed all night...writing emails in my head of what I could say to this guy. Like:

Dear Brother So and So: you are not my husband, my father, my bishop, my Father in Heaven nor my Savior. You have no stewardship over my choices or decisions and certainly should not be trying to make me feel guilty about a movie I, as an adult, choose to see.

OR

Dear Big Jerkface: Was it really necessary that you attempt to chastise me by emailing your holier than thou opinions to me AND 45 other women? If you were that worried about my eternal salvation, maybe you could have taken the time to pick up the phone to call rather than just send a chicken email to a total stranger AND 45 other women? You don't know me. You don't know the kind of person I am nor do you know the kind of YW leader I am. Emails like yours are what cause people to leave the church and never come back. Think about it... Sign me: SOOOOOOOOOOOO happy you're not MY husband.

Okay, now that I have THAT out of my system! ;)

I chose not to respond at all. I could end up serving with this guy someday and I prefer to stay on the high road (well, except here on my safe and comfy blog where I can be totally on the low road!) It's better just to bite my tongue and let it go.

It also should be said that "Mamma Mia" does have a couple of questionable scenes but I would not be embarrassed to be seen by anyone coming out of that movie. I am not perfect and I am actually quite choosy about the movies I see. But I found this movie to be fun, sweet and such a lovely tribute to women/mothers/daughters/friends. I can't wait to see it again tomorrow. And you're all invited to join me -- email me and I'll tell you where and when. Who knows? There may be picketers! ;)

Oh and one more thing -- do YOUR husbands send emails from your account? I think the only time this is acceptable is if he needs a list of your friends for a big surprise party. But that's just the opinion of this independent singleton...different strokes, I guess.