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June 14, 2007



I remember that test all too well. We had a pretty good idea what to expect going into it and agreed to always pick what we thought would be the church's preferred answer. I was damn near perfect with my selections. My husband, not so much. As we "discussed our disagreements", our very cool priest just laughed as my husband said, "Oh, is that what that question meant? Well then of course my answer is ____. It's been 8 years, so I guess it worked out okay.


Woman! You know how competitive I am. What was your score?

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