Quitter.
Once you accept that maybe the Creation story only refers to the Solar System, and maybe God just sat around doing nothing for 4.54 billion years (a number I haven't heard since before the Hubble, but what's an extra 10 billion years of sitting around waiting to make something worthwhile like the Earth when you're a deity), you might as well pack it in and start worshiping Darwin like the scientists do.
It's either God made Adam out of clay from a riverbank on a Saturday morning so Adam could mow the lawn for Him, or dinosaurs were real and man is a monkey. You can't have it halfway, lady.
But that's... It doesn't... but back there you said... Where'd that come... I... you... huh duh wha?
It's like she read her coles notes version of the bible along with science facts for kids printed on the placemat at Denny's, and over her lunch she tried to make the two fit together. That's the best explanation I can give for the drivel she whined out.