I haven’t blogged since December 26th. There’s certainly a lot to blog about but I just haven’t felt like it. I wish I were as good about blogging as Buckley’s daughter Liv, who blogs several times a day and always has fun new things to read.
Things I’ve missed writing about:
I haven’t written about Christmas in our house. (Buckley wrote about Hanukkah so it’s only fair I should have written about Christmas.) Liv, Scott and the kids were with Scott’s family for Christmas, and Buckley’s job had just been cut back, so our Christmas was very, very quiet. We did have one wonderful evening where we went to the home of a member of Buck’s church and sang Christmas carols with other church members. That was lots of fun and may have been the most Christmas-y we felt the whole season. Our Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were quiet except for the hurried rustling of paper being peeled from packages.
President Hinckley of the LDS church passed away about two weeks ago. Even at 97, he was still quite vigorous and maintained a wonderfully wry sense of humor. He succumbed to cancer, and he will be missed. Even to a non-Mormon like me, Gordon B. Hinckley was inspiring and uplifting. Thomas S. Monson has been called to be the new president of the church. I’ve read nothing but good things about him so far, and Pres. Monson said he will carry on Pres. Hinckley’s forward-thinking ways, so I have high hopes.
On the mundane side of things, I have an upper respiratory virus. That’s what the doctor called it, mainly because I had gotten my flu shot so it shouldn’t be the flu. But I’ve read that there’s a nationwide outbreak of a strain of the flu that wasn’t included in the vaccine I got, so it’s possible I really do have the flu. As I told my dad earlier today, it feels like there’s a cinderblock on my chest. I’ll be glad when this is gone.
That’s it for now. I’ll try to do a better job of blogging. But I’ll never be as good as Liv — I’m just not that prolific.
