...the fact that I'm sitting here browsing RfM on the love seat at my sister's house while her VT's are on the couch giving their lesson?

Life is good sometimes.

Nothing wrong with that...a couple of months ago I was browsing RfM while DW was listening to her VT. I just had to laugh inside. Aaah.

You should get the VT to read RfM with you! ;->

Was that not what I was supposed to do? Oops.

are browsing RfM while the VTs are visiting?

Love it.

Let there be a next time and as you are browsing, stop reading, look up and exclaim, "Oh my heck!!!!!! I never knew one of Joseph Smith's wives was only 14 years old!"

That happens at my house every night. Not with VT's but with dh. I sit on my bed and read RfM (usually until at least midnight) and he is in the next room reading the ensign and "The Miracle of Forgiveness",with "Rough Stone Rolling" thrown in. I don't know if he has any idea what I am doing on my laptop so much. Everytime I even try to bring up mormon stuff he shuts me down. The farther I get out,the deeper he becomes involved.

No one in my house would care if they knew I was on RFM. At the moment youngest son is on the phone with oldest son discussing election returns and ocasionally running to me with updates from the website youngest is on.

I am trying to remember the last time an actual mormon was in my house. OK - I remember - it was 2003 when an aunt was here for a wedding.

accessing RFM from the computer in the lobby of one of Brother Marriott's hotels.