One may or may not be a stereotypical 40+ Mormon woman when:
*one begs one's sister Sus to haul her new Nutrimill wheat grinder over from Yuma so one can test it out on a new whole wheat bread recipe [ours came out more like biscotti. hard and flat].
*one begs long-suffering friend Molly (yes, Molly the Mormon) to come over and teach one how to can some of the 298756538 peaches one needs to use in the next 24 hours. A veritable Chinese army of peaches was canned (or bottled, technically).
*one begs friend Sarah C. to come over and make peach freezer jam with the remaining 38746 peaches. (it didn't set up--anybody need peach syrup? free shipping.) Next time one will use my cousin Molly's "use extra pectin powder" tip. [Cousin Molly not to be confused with Canning Molly.]
*one makes a killer peachy-keen cobbler recipe courtesy of Texas pal Patrice H. (made it four times)
*one signs up for pal Natalie's quilting courses.
*one is slightly obsessed with food storage.
*one is asked by a certain McSmartAleck when they turned 74 years old. No cobbler for you.